September 29, 2008

Sweet Memories of You



Come to me at daylight's end
When shade and shadow start to blend
The fringe of dreams so softly send
Sweet memories of you

The heat of day now fades away
My fantasies come out to play
My mind now open to what may
Transpire before dawn's dew

Soft the light that shines this night
I sense you near with child's delight
Within my arms all wrong's made right
"Til sunlight is renewed

Are you a dream or fantasy?
A vision no one else can see?
An angel sent here, just for me?
That from my longings grew?

There are some questions best unasked
For Truth may hide in many masks
True is the vintage in the cask
Of memories, of you

1 comment:

1ManView said...

Lovely poem...