Let dreams come

By Dixie Partridge

January 7, 2000

Let them open like the sky

salted with stars.

Let them shine like the milky moon.

Let fast dreams come.

Let them race like the wind

tumbling leaves over walks.

Let them speed me safely.

Let the slow dreams come.

Let them laze warm on a deck

or float out on a lake.

Let them feel smooth on the brow.

Let invisible dreams come -

and when not remembered

let me feel them like smiles.

Let dreams come.