Photo Credit: Kalea Morgan

Maybe I dream too much:

Wishing the unification,

Of a wise soul—a genuine,

healthy touch: That vision great things,

For me, him, for her—for us:

Build and restore each heart,

Home, with patience, love and kindness,

Not so much demands or a great fuss:

Maybe I dream too much, yet my dream,

Save me from a doleful loss.

Empress Journee