When we met you took over
All My empty dreams and filling-
In 65 plus seasons with love
My entire dreams were huddled in the
Basement covered with confusion:
And happiness sitting quietly on its seat
Way too delighted to even sing.
Me alone with empty dreams, sun
Parched, and needing a cool drink:
wrapped in dreadful thoughts:
shrouded in lowest part that couldn’t hide.
Not only did you find my dreams, you took
Them from me and made them into real things.
Nowadays my old thoughts know how to act whether
Inside or outdoors.
By
Almedia Knight-Oliver
To my husband on the very
Last Monday in the year 2012, and
From every day on…
Love you extensively…
Almedia Knight Oliver
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/house-of-dreams-6/
