When I was younger,
sometimes I would dream about flying above the land.
These were good dreams then;
these are good memories now.
And so are the memories of waking up
with sore 'wings' (arms) from the night's flight.
If I were to fly in my dreams tonight,
I would fly to each of my childrens'
I would quietly kneel by each of their beds,
say a silent prayer and blessing over them,
and whisper softly in their ears
that I love them,
before flying home again.
that is what I would do...
should I fly in my dreams tonight
(I am really hoping for sore 'wings' tomorrow).
Good night; pleasant dreams...
Do your dreams ever take you above the countryside
like a hot air balloon or a bird in flight?
Has any of your dreams ever come true?
Photo: taken at the Oregon coast.