Sweet Dreams My Love Poem by Almedia Knight-Oliver

I know, I know, I know, that
By phone we just spoke, but
This could be my last croak
Please! I can’t walk
Nor talk alone [without you]
It's enough standing old and bare like a tree
Will you forever stand with me.
Oh my love,
String my arms with green leaves
Place silver rings the length of my limbs
Now I stand trembling… hold me dear
Our love shall
Everlastingly be:
True love, true love, and true love
Eternally!


Good night my love...
My poetic pillow for your head

Love
Almedia


A day, not in May.