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My Poems
Robert Walters Sr.



Dreaming

With the passing of time I seem to be dreaming
I wake up at night sometimes Im screaming
Dreams that were once full of colors and hues
Are now nightmares that bring on the blues
I try and dream of that summer day
Before you left and went astray
I dream about the things we shared
Just how much I really cared
My dreams are sad now I can not think
My eyes feel like they want to blink
Dreams of life our future and more
It has gone right out the door
I dream you are in a better place
Oh how I wish I could see your face
When my dreams come I want to run and hide
I do not want to see the deep dark pain inside
The agony and grief that is always there
Full of uncertainties and full of despair
Dream no more I don't want to see
Why this had to happen to me

Author: Robert Walters Sr.




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