Dreams..

I dream of a grand house with high ceiling.

Old furniture and huge windows.

Flowing curtains and stained glass.

I dream of kids grown and gone.

This makes me a little sad.

I dream of a home by itself.

Huge bookshelves manning the walls.

And rocking chairs meant specially for us.

I dream of cold nights and a hot cups of tea.

A grandfather's clock and sultry afternoons.

An aging lover who will sit by me.

Holding hands and reminiscing.

I dream of tender caresses and quiet conversations.

Understanding and accommodating.

I dream of having led a full life.

And having had someone special to share it with.

I dream a dream that I know will come true.

I dream of you and me.

And sometimes, I dream only of you.