Patchwork Dreams
Stars are made for wishing upon
And my wishes are scattered
Throughout this heavenly night
Each one came from the soul
Within
Mesmerized by the thought of you
Gathering another big dipper of what if’s
On this cold, cloudy evening-
Where warmth looks for
A collective embrace,
Or the residue of our
Jamaica dance to the steel drums;
Let's chance; love finds its way again
My remnants seem to fade
Into patchwork dreams
All frayed around the edges
I don’t always wish
Yet when I do
I wish for you
By Bubby
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