The dreams <br />of my heart <br />my mind <br />doth pass <br /> <br />In my dream <br />of butterflys <br />for they <br />hug me <br />without <br />sound <br /> <br />Nothing stays <br />with me to long <br />In my dream of <br />butterflys <br />they lift me <br />from this ground <br /> <br />But I have <br />had from <br />since as a <br />child <br />In my dream <br />of butterflys <br />they so still <br />my mind <br /> <br />The deep solace <br />of song <br />In my dream <br />of butterflys <br />they flutter for they <br />are posied <br /> <br />In my dream <br />of butterflys <br />my daughter <br />now is four <br /> <br />In my dream of <br />butterflys <br />such delight <br />to my eyes <br />forever <br />may roam <br /> <br />Let me find life <br />and stay <br /> <br />In my dream of <br />butterflys <br /> <br />Soft weaved wings <br />they always have <br />of which we sing <br /> <br />With wings whoms <br />tunes <br />are played <br />out and not <br />forgotten <br /> <br />In my dream of <br />butterflys <br />linen in does <br />my neice now <br />lay <br /> <br />Like the rain <br />of yesterday <br />rainbow weaved <br />it is <br />thus so <br /> <br />In my dream of <br />butterflys <br />heavens light <br />doth shine <br />so true <br /> <br />In my dream of <br />butterflys <br />no cut <br />nor sting <br />for all <br />will sing <br />for the <br />beauty with <br />out flowers <br />no dream<br /><br />Uloia Norris Moore<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/butterfly-dreams-2-the-dreams-of-my-heart/
