In my Dreams

by Susan Bassler Pickford

In my dreams
Many loved ones live
They come and go as they please
Daylight brings wakefulness
But the love remains

In my dreams
There is no pain
No tears
No sorrows
I hate to leave this land

In my dreams
The brief transition
from sleep to consciousness
is sweet and delicious
But passes in seconds

In my dreams
There is no “unraveled sleeve of care”
to mend
Only the skein
of tangled memories
and fleeting images
of love