Everyone has a way of letting things out or letting things go. It's kinda like therapy but less expensive. Sometimes someone might have just a simple thought or idea that they had stuck in their mind for some reason and needed to unleash it somehow. This is mine... this is me.



Sunday, March 20, 2011

Book of Dreams

In a book of dreams it always seems
that you were always here.
And I believe it's true that I'll see you.
I’ll always hold that dear.
If it's true what they say I can't wait ‘til that day
when I see your shining face.
And then I'll be glad and no longer sad
when I see that heavenly place.
If I could send you a letter
then I would feel better
but I cannot see you smile.
But that's ok that you've gone away,
I'll see 'ya in a while.
Yesterday I touched the sky
but I didn't ask you why
because it was only a dream.
I just want you to know
that I still love you so
and I'm keeping my conscience clean.

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