Dreams
by Timothy Fleming
Dreams
I lay in bed and have my dreams.
How I want them to be real.
They last forever, so it seems.
Their so lifelike so it feels.
One dream that comes to mind,
That oh so often I see.
The perfect girl for me to find.
The perfect fit just for me.
One that longs to be with me.
One that I can care for.
Each others faults we cannot see,
For love is showing so much more.
My heart says I found her.
Can emotions be wrong?
Will I ever know for sure?
The timing; Just how long?
So many questions in my head.
The answers seams so far away.
Patience will bring them, so it's said.
My heart longs for that day
Did I find the girl for me?
I am just looking for a clue.
Just a simple question I plea.
Do dreams really come true?