I carry within my heart
It helps me to continue
While we are apart.
I have a dream
I see the stars
I see the moon
And every where you are.
I have a dream
I will see your face
I will touch your lips
Your love I shall taste.
I have a dream
No more lonely nights
No pillows with tears
Only joy and delight.
I have a dream
And this carries me through
Until the day arrives
And I am standing with you.
Written by,
Terry Shepherd
09/30/2013
Reblogged this on idealisticrebel and commented:
Lovely emotions and words
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thank you so much my friend
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Reblogged this on Deo Optimo Maximo.
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thank you very much Deodatta! hugs
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You are most welcome Terry!
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Is the the dream to see Jesus?
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not for this poem although I do dream about that. this poem is to find a mate
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Ups, sorry for the wrong intepretation
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Abba’s songs were pure, simple emotion. I always loved them for that!
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I still love them and The Carpenters. When kids in school were listening to rock music I was hooked on slow and easy, I guess I still am.
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My dream too Terry! Beautiful!
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we will both make it a reality in the perfect timing. Good morning Ute
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What a lovely dream to have. Although sometimes, these dreams are so much better as not being a dream, but reality
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I hear you loud and clear. I want this dream to be real
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I’ve given up on this kind of dream ever happening. I don’t think I even dream this kind of dream any more. More time for me to spend with my kids
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I understand where you are coming from. The issue becomes magnetized when your kids grow up and move out and build their own lives, leaving you sitting there. All of a sudden the house feels empty and so does your heart. This is where I am at. Sure I take care of Al and I am crunched to death with sadness and death coming, but in my heart, there is a void that Al can not fill. The only one who could is a mate who thinks I am special and wants to spend time with me. We all want to be loved. I say this over and over, but it’s true. Even God made Eve for Adam because when he made Adam first, Adam got lonely. I am the same way. Busy, but lonely. Hugs my friend, you are a good friend to me
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Beautiful Terry, as I think of our Lord and Tom. One day I will be with both.
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thank you Patty and good morning! I feel the same way about my dad
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what a glorious day awaits us – and just think Al will be running to greet you. Knowing that I hope brings you peace in the days and weeks ahead.
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Amen to this Patty!!
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you write in blood pulsating beauty dear! Blessings ~ hugs~Debbie
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thank you so very much Debbie!
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Very pretty poem.
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thanks a lot Sparrow. So nice to see you!
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