Cherry Blossom Dreams

beneath these trees
of cherries so sweet
tickling my skin
dancing all around
a silent dance just for me

I feel nothing but peace
pure joy overtakes me
your face the only one I see
smiling back at me
You must be in your own dream, I think

The rest of the world fades away
beneath these trees
in my cherry blossom dreams

where love and joy are what is real
the woes of life the fading dream

You are my dream, my darling
my darling dream that never fades


This poem was an actual dream I had (during sleep) that I journaled into poetry form.
Read the sequel to this poem, Figment.

Copyright © 2006 Brenda Barnhart