You'll Be in My Heart

-Just Listen To My Voice-

A/N: "Homeward Bound" Hannah Elizabeth

*Flashback to one of their dreams. Sophie sings Keefe a song.*

Keefe's POV: 

"In the quiet misty morning, when the moon has gone to bed when the sparrows stop their singing, and the sky is clear and red. When the summer's ceased it's gleaming when the corn is past its prime. When adventures lost its meaning. I'll be homeward bound in time."

Oh, what a beautiful morning. I've got a beautiful feeling in my heart like everything is going to go my way. I feel warmth, happiness, and a sense of calm on this beautiful morning in our dream. It's ironic that it's only nighttime when we fall asleep, but when we enter the dream, it's a whole new morning. I've always loved that. Sometimes it's a sweet, beautiful night, depending on our day. I always embrace whatever the dream gives us for the night. Everything is perfectly calm. I can hear a babbling brook nearby, birds gently singing their songs, and feel a gentle breeze blowing on my face. Oh, what a beautiful morning, oh, what a beautiful day. I have a beautiful feeling in my heart as I lay here in nature's magic. 

My favorite thing in the world is a warm hug, looking up at the sky and seeing different cloud shapes. I've spotted some interesting ones, like a heart shape and one that looked like a dinosaur. But my favorite was one that looked like two hands holding onto each other, reminding me of me and Foster's hands linked together. Holding her close to my heart, she is my precious angel.   

As I lie on the grass, my sweet Foster is singing a song and I feel nothing but calm and at peace. I love listening to her sweet voice. I sense warmth and goodness all around me. Foster is lying next to me, also in a state of calm and peace as she sings her song. We are simply enjoying this warming moment. Nothing could break me from it. Letting go of all my life's pains, I focus on the beauty before me. The best part is that we are both wearing our comfy PJ's this time, filling me with the warmest fuzzies. I feel like I am wrapped up in a soft warm blanket.

I sigh feeling good about myself. 

"Bind me not to the pasture, chain me not to the plow. Set me free to find my calling and I'll return to you somehow." Sophie sings. Her enchanted voice I love it. 

"If you find it's me you're missing if you're hoping I'll return. To your thoughts I'll soon be listening. In the road I'll stop and turn. Then the wind will set me racing. As my journey nears its end. And the path I'll be retracting. As I'm homeward bound again." Her sweet voice continues. Again I could listen to her voice all day. It's almost like she singing me a comforting lullaby. I love it when she gets the chance to sing our song. I always miss her during the day, but to help I constantly remind myself that I will always see her again. 

Recently, we finished the lullaby. It always makes me smile. Sophie decided to sing me a song to enjoy our calm moment. It's a beautiful song. Just being together and knowing she's beside me is wonderful. These dreams have taught me many things, one of them being that there is always some piece of beauty in the world. You just have to look for it. I love this place.  

"Bind me not to the pasture, chain me not to the plow. Set me free to find my calling and I'll return to you somehow. Bind me not to the pasture, chain me not to the plow. Set me free to find my calling and I'll return to you somehow, and I'll return to you somehow."  

"In the quiet misty morning, when the moon has gone to bed when the sparrows stop their singing, I'll be homeward bound again."  She finishes. It was perfect. I go towards her and wrap her in a hug, to thank her for that wonderful song. It was amazing. 

I look at Foster who has her eyes closed with a soft smile on her face. I could tell she was relaxed and felt so happy. I smile glad to have someone like her at my side. Putting my focus on the music letting it enter my heart. Strong emotions tug at it. Joyful tears fill my eyes as I just feel the emotion the music offers. This gives me the feeling of love, and joy.  

At this point the tears are streaming down my face as I just let myself cry. Her voice really brought out the emotions. If I never felt this good in so long, I love it. Always being put down in the dumps all the time. Where is that good feeling when I need it the most in my life? It could help me all the time, but unfortunately, it doesn't work like that. They are too heartless to let me have anything good in this world.

At least I have Foster. She's all I'll ever need. This music reminds me of her, of how beautiful she is, just like the song.

Her blonde hair I love the way is shines in the sun. I love her brown eyes they are like nothing I've ever seen before. Also, those tiny golden flecks that's the best part about them. The best thing that I love to see the most is her smile. It always feels amazing to have her smile. To not see a mean expression.

I think the best thing about this is that I wasn't rejected. I worried about that the most. I wasn't looked down upon and decided that I wasn't worth it. Instead, I'm worth everything to Foster. That means the world to me.  

Sophie's POV: 

Lying here while I sing Keefe a song yet again. As we embrace this beautiful morning of our dream. I love these moments together. The love the way his eyes sparkled when I told him I'd sing for him. It was like a little boy who received their favorite candy. Simply telling him to just listen to my voice and nothing more. He had another ruff day, and when he arrived in the dream who looked very tired, drained and sad. 

"In the quiet misty morning, when the moon has gone to bed when the sparrows stop their singing, and the sky is clear and red. When the summer's ceased it's gleaming when the corn is past its prime. When adventures lost its meaning. I'll be homeward bound in time." I sing to him. He has the most relaxed expression on his face. Keefe's so happy too. 

The lullaby will make him feel better but it's my voice that usually does the trick the most sometimes. It's always different each time but every time I usually know in my heart how I would comfort him. 

"Bind me not to the pasture, chain me not to the plow. Set me free to find my calling and I'll return to you somehow." I could hear natures songs as I sang that part. Gentle babbling brook, birds chirping, and a gentle breeze over hushaby mountain. 

"If you find it's me you're missing if you're hoping I'll return. To your thoughts I'll soon be listening. In the road I'll stop and turn. Then the wind will set me racing. As my journey nears its end. And the path I'll be retracting. As I'm homeward bound again."

"Bind me not to the pasture, chain me not to the plow. Set me free to find my calling and I'll return to you somehow. Bind me not to the pasture, chain me not to the plow. Set me free to find my calling and I'll return to you somehow, and I'll return to you somehow."

I could feel Keefe start to cry but this time I knew it was joyful tears. He felt so good about himself. Not feeling this way so often. I'm so grateful to have met him. Keefe needs a better life than the one he was given. He doesn't deserve it at all. Sometimes I wonder how a special boy like Keefe ended up with this terrible life. Always breaks my heart. Why is it always good people who get bad things sometimes? Simply unfair when they did nothing wrong. 

"In the quiet misty morning, when the moon has gone to bed when the sparrows stop their singing, I'll be homeward bound again." I finished. Keefe's turns to me and wraps me in a hug. I love it when he hugs me. 

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