Dreams

Days run into each other
Nights too quickly end
Memories fade into puzzled albums
Eyes permanently crinkled gaze
Hands shiver, feel for familiar comforts
Feet stumble, each step a new struggle
Tears come easy and so do fears
Hours are many and joys too little
Life long lived, moments still unspent
Hearts still beat awaiting a little hope
A hug to chase tears, a kiss for wrinkled skin
A laughter once heard, stored deep within
A place called home, a place they know
To be welcomed by someone their own
Weary souls each night lay to rest
Smiling silently in their sleep
Through dreams wishful desires manifest.