Mother Of Dreams
by Paul McCann
I’m at home there where
things aren’t what they seem
and I remember you .
Mother of dreams
in days gone by you
where somewhere else
where all your dreams
came true .
Mother
of dreams help
me to find a way somehow
to make all my dreams
come true
Mother of dreams open a
window in time
as I’ve always so much
to do .
Mother of dreams ,
how can I find the time
to dream
when I have no time to spare .
Mother of dreams
looking at you though
you’re not there
is just like a silent prayer.
Mother of dreams
my thoughts are with
you there
in a place where once
rose petals fell .
Mother of dreams
you made the sun dance
and
waters gush from an underground
well .
Mother of dreams
when I have time I can dream
and
find you there along
the way .
Mother of dreams
In creative space between
subconscious streams
I drift away .
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