When you and I are far apart.
Can sorrow mend a broken heart?
I love you babes i really do.
Sleep is sweet when i dream of you.
All you are is a blooming rose.
Night is near so i must close.
With care read evry word of the first line.
You will find this dream of mine.
chloe ibbotson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-dream-123/
