by Crystal Cook

Created on: September 12, 2008   Last Updated: March 06, 2011

In my dreams

the war has passed,

the soldiers fight no more.

Many dark nights

I have dreamed this dream

as I lay so still,

so alone,

waiting for my soldier

to find his way back home.

Today though,

the softest rays

of gentle light

awaken me

to the dawn

of a brand new morn.

Not yet ready

to relinquish the night,

I remain in sweet slumber

in hopes the dream will last.

But then,

Arms of love,

The color of windswept

dessert sand

wrap me in familiar warmth,

rivaling the rays of the

now risen sun.

I long to remain forever

In his everlasting embrace.

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