Who dreams of me

I wonder what heart holds me dear
This Christmas a present would make them glad
Of me unwrapped to make them smile 
To have me sit side by side.


Must wander for a while off this dream
To sit by reality and ask of him
A vivid picture if there is
Such a one who dreams of me. 


Whatever picture portrayed I beg it be
As lively as rain upon the skin
Wetting the hair, drenching the brow
Thence I know its reality I see.

K.Oni

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