Recently I had a dream come true
Yes, I have, when I met you
As I stand in nothing
I can step into something
When I see you smile
its like being on your isle
perhaps it seems simple
or small, but its ample
Your eyes of flowers, white
and yellow in wild fields, brite
Like running in the tall grass
This feeling shall never pass
Many things are precious
Your voice and yet loquacious
are another thing I treasure
Moments bring much pleasure
It is to you that I climb
Yes, in a piece of time
by Gary Hodges
