A Dream Is A Wish Your Heart Makes
In your old nursery
we ride the rocking horse
of your childhood
colours sad & faded
paint peeling
I clasp your waist
enchanted
as you ride back into
your dreams
eyes closed
you tell me
you
use to rock like this
& dream of me
whoever I was to be
& now
here
we are
you smile
from very far away
tell me
I am
your dream
come true
as you drift dreamily
from little girl to young woman.
I more than
delighted to be
your Prince Charming.
The grinning rocking horse
galloping free
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poem by Dónall Dempsey
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