Color of Dreams
The most fantastic dream I ever had.
Was filled with excitement and a touch of sad.
I thought for a moment in this dream of mine.
That of all the dreams I could have any kind.
So I dreamt in colors and I smiled out loud.
I painted the blue sky and added a cloud.
A million colors on my pallet of dream.
So under the sky I filled in my steam.
I still had no clue who the painting was for.
Then right in the middle I painted a door.
The brush was flying my strokes had flair.
Inside the door, yes someone was there.
A women appeared as the shapes filled in.
So soft and real I could feel her skin.
And then as if with no surprise.
I see the look that is in her eyes.
And as this painting was completing its view.
There was little doubt it was a painting of you.
I remember the dream but lost the key.
Now what is your name and where can you be.
Jim Raab
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
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Here I'am open the door so you can see . I've been here for sometime you must of misplaced the key! When you look into my eye's you can always see. The Undying Love I have for Thee. Happy Anniversary Sweetheart, I love and miss you .
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