Written with sister, Lois King. <br /> <br /> <br />Hold together, Dreams, <br />we plead. <br />In the morn <br />you and I <br />will be free. <br /> <br />But before we sleep <br />our deepest, darkest sleep <br />an engulfing, entwining <br />past <br />seeps in to wrest and erase our dreams <br /> <br />The wail woke us. <br />Oh, Sleep, Sleep, <br />shall our dreams die <br />echoing this? <br />Be gone, gone mournful wail. <br /> <br />We slept <br />Our dreams echoing from distant shores... <br /> <br />We awoke <br />Before our souls returned.<br /><br />Barbara Attaway<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/we-slept-and-dreamt-of-distant-shores/
