Little dream of mine...
This lil dream of mine…
When the dark gets lonely,
When the silences speak…
When the memories haunt
And I feel weak…
I see no guiding light
I hear no soothing voices
When the vision gets blurred
When nothing makes sense
When nothing seems true
And I wonder what hence?
Have no shoulder to cry on..
I see no reasons to go on
But I hang on…
to a lil dream of mine
A happy home…a happy me..
A place I belong…
Where I am free..
I can be myself..
I can just be me
A spill of laughter..
And warmth of smiles…
A sense of togetherness
And many unknown miles…
Happy bright mornings
And cheerful days..
Busy weeks
And lazy Sundays..
A life full of life..
Free of the past..
Fresh, new…
Right from the start…
And so I hang on…
To this lil dream of mine..
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