Pocket Full of Dreams

 

I‘ve carried you in my pocket

For all these many years

And kept you in the forefront

Ahead of all my fears.

 

I dreamed a dream of sailing

And I floated through the air

Until I heard your heartbeat

And knew that you were there.

 

I gazed upon a wishing star

As it fell across the sky

I crossed my heart with a prayer

Tears shimmered in my eye…

 

And I dreamed that I was restless

With a penchant in my soul

To rest one day in your embrace

That at last I might feel whole.

 

So I’ll carry you in my pocket

My pocket full of dreams

It’s you I’ll see in the starry night

When I search the soft moon beams…

 

Sharon Frye

©2011