Read my Heart - A Collection of Poetry

Poem 31 - A Dream

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A Dream

In a dream, I saw them waltzing:

A little Princess and a King.

I drew near to see more clearly

The sight that lay in front of me.

So blithe! They danced with perfect grace,

And I stood murmuring my praise.

In my mind, they drew a picture

Of unmistakable allure.

With a face that spoke of true love,

The young girl kissed the face above.

He then caressed her bonny hair;

They were a match exceeding fair.

I kept my watch, without a care,

Until a shock caused me to stare.

Gingerly, I turned to see –

And lo, the prancing imp was me!

The monarch was no other than

My heart’s most prized and honored man.

In that dream, we waltzed together:

Me and my beloved father.

My sheer delight then turned to dread --

Morning shall come with fangs of red.

But this reminder came to me,

I did need it desperately:

Alas, a dream can never be

An equal to reality.

 But still, a dream is just a dream

So now, I’ll wake to dance with him.

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