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Written for Stormy Lady's Show Me Your Poetry and Win Contest |
PLEASANT DREAMS, LOVE You were sixteen, kind of shy, Content to let the world pass by; I just turned twenty-one, Seems that life had just begun. Holding hands, we said goodnight, While kissing in the pale moonlight; You broke away and ran inside; I knew someday you'd be my bride. "Pleasant Dreams, love" I had said, So many thoughts whirled in my head; Dreams of years ahead with you, Life fulfilled, dreams come true. Fifty years have come and gone, Only one left to carry love on; Life together a thing of the past, Pleasant dreams, love, will always last. Countrymom 11/18/03 |