I wrote this about 4 years ago and I just came across it. I’m not
even quite sure what inspired it, it was just kind of scribbled on
bits of paper. I did my best and pieced it together…I think.

I dreamed of him long ago…
as a little girl, as a young adult, as a woman
He was in my every thought, my every breath, my every being
A man, just one man who would love me unconditionally
He would adore the overbite I had grown so conscious of
He would laugh at the jokes no one else seemed to hear
He would take pride in walking by my side
knowing I could talk faster than I could walk

I dreamed of him long ago…
A man, just one man who would love me unconditionally
He would share the happiness life brought my way
He would share the joy of raising my kids
He would encourage me to seek my dreams, no longer just dream them

I dreamed of him long ago…
A man who could take the worst of times and
give me the courage I so desperately needed to carry on
A man who could dry my tears in the darkest of the night
hold my hand when I feel so alone
stand up for me when I’m down on my knees

I dreamed of him long ago…
as a little girl, as a young adult, as a woman
He was in my every thought, my every breath, my every being
A man, just one man who would love me unconditionally
I dreamed, I prayed to no avail…
There was no such man who walked this earth
I found love, conditional love
I longed for something, someone, that did not exist
My dreams remained that, dreams

I had lost the courage and strength to carry on
The hand I held in the darkest of the night
did not wipe the tears from my face
it was the weapon that caused them
When I was down on my knees
the only person left standing was the one who put me there
I was accepting, in my confusion I believed I had it all
Living the American dream of materialism
Never though, in those times of anguish
did I forget my dream
The dream I carried in my heart and soul all those years
A dream or fate…I will never know
Through good times and bad, I held on
to what little hope I had

His blood may not be as thick as yours
He may dance to a different beat
His eyes may not see as yours
For this is not your dream, it is mine (continue)

I dreamed of him long ago…
This man who was in my every thought, my every breath, my every being
was now, by my side
He holds my hand in the darkest of the night
He dries my tears in times of sorrow
I am loved~ unconditionally
I am his Princess

My insecurities are precious in his eyes
He marvels at my ability to talk faster than I walk
He not only hears my silly jokes
he shares with me a humor perhaps only we understand
He shares with me the happiness life brings
and an unconditional love for my kids
He encourages me when I’m down
never giving me the option of giving up
He is my dream. He completes me
He is in my every thought, my every breath, my every being

Together we will make it through these trying times
We will, as I did as a child, hold on to our dreams
knowing dreams do come true
We ask for nothing more than your love and support along this journey
reminding you

Our blood may not be as thick as yours
We may dance to a different beat
Our eyes may not see as your
But bear in mind
Our blood is just as rich
Our dance just as beautiful
Our eyes do see a future
They see a dream, our dream