Garden of Dreams





Garden of Dreams





If wishes were butterflies And teardrops were flowers,
I'd have you here with me In my garden of dreams;
My hopes would be raindrops; My yearning, the sunshine;
And I'd paint with my brushes The starry moonbeams






I'd paint a huge canvas Of love all in colors,
In colors of scarlet And robin's egg-blue,
In splashes of lavender, Slashes of ebony,
Touches of spruce, And ivory, too.






My garden of dreams Is awash all in colors,
Vibrant and glowing, Graced by a dove;
My garden of dreams Is a haven of wishes,
A soft, secret spot Protecting my love.






A blanket of color Protecting my love--
A canvas of wishes, Bright colored wishes,
Wild, wanton wishes In my garden of dreams.






By Beth B. Jacks

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