I remember my dreams just about every night.
Sometimes people enter my dreams from the past.
Some are dead and gone.
Some I haven't seen or heard from in years.
Some are even from my childhood back in Toronto, which is a REALLY long time ago.
Why these people sneak into my dreams at night is a mystery.
Someone once suggested that those I'm dreaming of are thinking of me,
a kind of cosmic phone call of sorts.
So here's to all those long ago friends...
Hello.
Have a lovely weekend all.
Someone once suggested that those I'm dreaming of are thinking of me,
a kind of cosmic phone call of sorts.
So here's to all those long ago friends...
Hello.
Have a lovely weekend all.
1 comment:
I just looked it up and that album came out in 1976! It reminds me of being a kid and hanging out with my cousins at the arcade! I love it. Thank you for the memories! :)
Love that photo of the moon. I used to remember my dreams but lately they seem jumbled and just out of reach. Hope you are doing great!
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