Thinking of You

Thinking of You

I count my dreams

Like falling stars

And wish on every one

But unlike stars

They never fall

Just await the morning sun

And if just once

I could wake up

And find you by my side

I’d hold you close

And let you know

You’re what I had in mind

I love those eyes

I love that smile

I love every part of you

And if you give me

Just one chance

I promise to be true

© 10/20/1988, William Grant Preston

Grant's Rants - Poetry