Dreams are real, a real part of life.

To start the rest of your life with a dream...

How beautiful and fulfilling it can be

to help fill the little empty gaps of life.

How wonderful to be able to dream

with hope of it some day coming true;

whether in spirit or in mind or in body.

The love and warmth that fills our hearts today

comes from a place

where dreams are made true,

where soft rolling clouds

fill the blue of the universe;

where peace and happiness is found forever,

where people like you and me

will reach our final dream

in all sincerity and glory and love;

Such a place is called Heaven,

For Love... is made in Heaven.

(Inspired by an earlier poem written when thinking of my Mom)

Written approximately 2011