Dreaming.

I used to dream of eyes so blue
And loving arms to hold me.
I used to dream of heroic knights
And how gracious they would be.

I used to dream of how I wouldn’t settle
For anything less than best.
I used to dream of how he would majestically
Lay all fears to rest.

I used to dream of fairy tales,
How wondrous would they be
I used to dream of story books
All patterned after me.

I used to dream of a lot of things,
But the moment I met you,
I immediately stopped dreaming,
Because all of my dreams came true.

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  • The Quail 1957 on Jun 19, 2011

    Excellent poetry! I felt this one deep into my soul!

  • jennifer eiffel01 on Aug 6, 2012

    The eyes so blue made me think of how my mom felt about daddy. He had the biggest blue eyes.

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