I have to hear the singing of the song
To believe
To move forward
Not look back nor doubt
Where the words come from.
That’s the only job that’s mine
Must breathe the words
Embrace the rhyme
Never forgetting they’ve come to me
At just the perfect time.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Once
Once upon a time
I dreamed
Dreamed you were mine.
This was a time
When all was perfect
And sublime.
Yes, you were mine
When I dreamed of a
Oh so perfect time.
No bittersweet goodbyes
Only loving, happy times
When you were mine
In a perfect time.
It was a time
The sun shone down on us
Filling all with a radiant glow
Of tender love
Sweet tender love.
I dreamed a dream
Once upon a time
When you
You were mine.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Once
Once upon a time
I dreamed
Dreamed you were mine.
This was a time
When all was perfect
And sublime.
Yes, you were mine
When I dreamed of a
Oh so perfect time.
No bittersweet goodbyes
Only loving, happy times
When you were mine
In a perfect time.
It was a time
The sun shone down on us
Filling all with a radiant glow
Of tender love
Sweet tender love.
I dreamed a dream
Once upon a time
When you
You were mine.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
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