A Poem By Geoffrey Best

By William S. Becker -

A poem by Geoffrey Best
I lie in my dwelling alone, not knowing anything of others.
I stir in this long sleep with feelings of a remote light.
Amongst many dreams comes one which does not retreat.
I hope you stay, my friends.
Maybe I might choose to wake up
And leave alone these dreams of things and shapes.
I like this one, I hope it lasts, I hope I wake and find it real.
My only hope is you; my day will begin when I wake to the love of
friends.

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