Most people fall asleep at night <br />And dream of fantasies delight; <br />Those spawned by wakeful malcontent <br />Of dreaded pasts and all they meant. <br />But when the light begins to dawn <br />Their dreams all vanish with a yawn. <br />My dreams are themes they are but two: <br />I dream of love and loving you; <br />And when I wake and wipe away <br />Besprinkled sand to start the day <br />I look around and here I see <br />The loving dream lies next to me.<br /><br />Albert Ahearn<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/loving-dream/
