Beneath the Blanket of the Sky
Another day sighs softly
As the sun trips off to bed
Pulling gently on the blanket of the sky
So many things I’ve dreamed of
Through the hours just behind
My heart beats with compassion as I cry
The hours seem so distant
Since I held my dream so tight
But though it’s gone I still can feel the love
It matters not that you are gone
Or that I played the fool
It still is here and fits me like a glove
No words could e’er explain it
Nor could time erase the hope
That grew within my heart in days gone by
I shall not curse the darkness
That encompasses my world
I’ll dream beneath the blanket of the sky.
By Wandering1
Wandering 1
I read your poem and understan those words ,it was very good hope you write more
Loved your poem Paula, keep writing sweetie
Your poem was full of raw feelings, it was very beautiful. I loved it thank you.
I agree with cooldreams. Your poem was beautiful Paula. 🙂
Beautiful, touching poem….You’re very talented, wandering1. Thanks so much for sharing that!!!