My Dreams Are Real
My dreams are real, that’s how I feel,
When I awake it is the real deal.
Each night I dream of love so bold,
with the vision that I behold.
When daylight comes I find you here,
I know my dreams have quelled my fear.
You are in my dreams day and night,
with loving eyes and heart just right.
In my dreams I can see you there,
with flowers in your golden hair.
When I come home I find you here
with brand new flowers very near.
My dreams are real each night I sleep.
I never dream that I will weep.
Our hearts are in each other’s thoughts,
never fearing what life has brought.
I love you; I can’t ever be blue,
My dreams are real, you made them true.
Robert Hewett Sr. was born in 1933 on a Texas cotton farm. He moved to Oklahoma City at Age 14 and entered the U. S Army from there in 1953. Robert has been writing poetry and short stories for his family and himself since his teen years, but is just now publishing his collection of works. His hobbies include writing poetry and stories; clock and watch collections; gardening and growing flowers and shrubs from cuttings. Most of his poetry tells a story, a gift from his father who was a master story teller. He has received numerous awards for his work in his professional life and for his writing. You can find some of his writings at "roberthewettsr.hubpages.com"