Dreaming

The best of dreams forms in my mind

The green, the blue, the grey

The castles long forgotten stand

The stones that go on forever

Sheep that roam, seemingly boundless

The laughter, the warmth, the people

The place I breathe and dream the best

Ireland

c2021 Lisa Lyons

I dreamed last night about Ireland….so hence the poem. I am excited for the day when we can finally travel there again. But for now, I am going to pet my dog, call my husband, look out at our mountain, and listen for any winter birds that may be hanging around for a Virginia winter. Have a wonderful day, wherever you are in the world. Love, Lisa

1 thought on “Dreaming

  1. What beautiful reflections on Ireland! Isn’t it wonderful to have a “special spot” that lives on in your heart forever and ever? When we need to escape this ole world, we can go there in thought and find peace. May God bless you with a day of special memories.

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