Garden of dreams
If wishes
were butterflies
And teardrops
were flowers,
I'd have
you here with me
In my garden
of dreams;
My hopes
would be raindrops;
My yearning,
the sunshine;
And I'd paint
with my brushes
The starry
moonbeams . . .
I'd paint
a huge canvas
Of love all
in colors,
In colors
of scarlet
And robin's
egg-blue,
In splashes
of lavender,
Slashes of
ebony,
Touches of
spruce,
And ivory,
too.
My garden
of dreams
Is awash
all in colors,
Vibrant and
glowing,
Graced by
a dove;
My garden
of dreams
Is a haven
of wishes,
A soft, secret
spot
Protecting
my love.
A blanket
of color
Protecting
my love--
A canvas
of wishes,
Bright colored
wishes,
Wild, wanton
wishes
In my garden
of dreams.
By Beth B. Jacks
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