By Charles Robert Lindholm
We used to make sweet memories
but now I’m making none
every time we danced
you always held me tight
but now I hold no one
We spent our days together
but alone at night I cry
waiting for the “Sweet Dreams”
then wake up to the lie
You’ve gone away and left me
but you never had a choice
in my heart I hear you whispering
oh, I love to hear your voice
Sometimes I think I’m crazy
in this fragile state I’m in
but each night I have my “Sweet Dreams”
where we’re back in love again
Copyright © 2017 Charles Robert Lindholm – All Rights Reserved
For Martha Toler, widow of My Friend Joe Toler
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