Last night in my dream
he was smiling at me,
calling my name
'Sweet Rose of Tralee'.
With his ring on my finger
and church lights all aglow,
I walked back down the aisle
as his Bride ~ long ago.
Last night in my dream
love was his song
and those beautiful
memories live on.
Joyce Hemsley
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-dream-of-the-past/
