Dreams (Your Hand Is Ever In Mine)

A drift of dust shifts

Floating in a soft breeze

Gently blown away

Like footprints in the sand

Erased by the tide

My memories are faded and shapeless

Emptiness fills me to overflowing

But in the arms of darkness

Your reach into my dreams

And my heart breaks wide open

Joy spills out in an endless flood

Here, where we have never parted

Your hand is ever in mine

© Ann Bagnall

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