"Dream  Gifts" By Pamela R. Blaine I looked for a dream To hold in my mind In the distance I searched For a new dream to find But the dreams I most cherished In wonder and awe Were the dream gifts of heaven I didn't ask for at all Gifts came as a whisper Not summoned by me And danced in my spirit Abundant and free! For there is a secret I long to impart Where dream visions gather To dwell in my heart A place very sacred As hearts there do meld Where music is flowing And forever is held I long to walk with you, Hold strong to your hand And give you a dream gift But only God can. Pamela R. Blaine September 18, 2000 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ There's A Place Where I Go There's a place where I go In the land of pretend Where the sun always shines And you are my friend. A place where the wind sings the Creator's romance And the flowers smile upward toward the angels that dance. Fluffy white clouds carry raindrops of love that fall on our shoulders >From the Father above. Beauty she dwells o'er this land so fair and age is not present for time is not there There's a place where I go, is it really pretend? Where the sun always shines and you are my friend. Pamela R. Blaine September 22, 2000 Send me an email and let me know what you thought of my poems. Pamyblaine@aol.com I live in West Virginia with my husband, Michael.  I love music, reading, email, and I love to write stories and songs. WebPages: http://members.aol.com/mblaine/pamy/PamyPlace.html  <A HREF="http://members.aol.com/mblaine/pamy/PamyPlace.html">PamyPlace</A>