Precious little child of mine,
suckling at my breast,
may you always remain content
and always be at rest.
I pray no ill befalls you,
in your life ahead,
but for now, my darling,
it's time to go to bed.

Dream, sweet dreams, my little
one, as you fall asleep,
may angels dance about you,
in your sleep so deep.
I'll sleep with one ear open,
to listen for your cry,
then sing you back to sleep, my
love, with a lullaby.

-- Submitted by Gloria Lee Sarasin from Trinity, NC

Nothing in the world, it seems
Shatters like a broken dream
It is the ache behind the mean
Of shadows silent and unseen

And in this fortress dream of sorrow
Exist no dawn and no tomorrow
Just hours that cut you as they pass
Like little shards of broken glass

And yet another and another
Sometimes the night is meant to suffer
But look up now and see how far
They light your way like little stars

Oh, if I had a star to shine
For every broken dream of mine
The whole night sky would turn to day
And all my troubles melt away

-- Submitted by Lisa G. Leming from Bremerton, WA

If I were a magic wand
I'd flutter over every nation
I'd better the course of civilization
Without any regret or hesitation.
If only ....

I'd banish any poverty
There would be an abundance of food
I'd enhance everyone's mood
To be happy when they brood.
If only....

I'd be like Mary Poppins
Descending all the quicker
On heads of state who bicker
I'd light a candle to flicker
If only .....

I'd substitute peace for war
Stir up a congenial kettle
Controversies would be settled
Untangle anything nettled
If only...

But, alas, I am not magic
Just an ordinary human being
Though not a puppet on a string
So I will try to do everything
I can do...

And maybe someone will listen
Someone with ability
To help create tranquility
Retreat from war to civility
God help us....

-- Submitted by Floriana Hall from Akron, OH

It was a bill of goods he bought
And I the merchant who sold the dream;
A price too high is what he paid
For merchandise never received.

Grab a rainbow, touch a star,
The world is yours for just the reach;
Anything you wish to be,
Can be yours, don't fail to dream.

Puffs of smoke in fancy paper,
Goods not worth the life of pain;
Son, anything you dare to dream,
Can be yours; the price, your soul.

-- Submitted by Gloria Sarasin from Trinity, NC

Dreams on which to ponder
Have no meaning till you wonder
Characters and scenes, some unknown
Awaken the mind as it is shown

Soft and gentle, pleasant, not true
Do not wake up, because you knew
Dreams that play in your mind
Are only for your tender kind

-- Submitted by Mary G. from Tampa, FL

 Mr. Moon up in the sky
How you float so regal and high
I like to watch your many faces and imagine your thoughts
As you look down upon us with such beauty and haught

 I see the man you do possess
He is a part of your regal dress
But yet I can see laughter and mystery in your face
For who else would allow a cow to jump over his space

 And when the autumn leaves turn to gold
And the wind begins to bring the cold
I marvel at your harvest face
And the brilliance of your lusty grace

 Your complete fullness pleasures my sight
And oh, how I chuckle with delight
For even when a cloud may shadow a part of you
It doesn't prevent your aura to shine through

 I see the mischievousness in your face
And how you quench the day in your haste
You frolic with the clouds each night
And as the sun starts to rise, you take flight

 In you God created a masterpiece
A timeless work that will never cease
And the old forever young they will be
When they imagine you through my eyes and see

 -- Submitted by Sarah Wood-Bradford from Marrero, LA

Faerie Queens who dance at night,
Have but a moment before the light
Reveals their magic ways,
Leaving silent misty days.

E'n so they dance each eve,
For those who will believe
In sprites who fly on gossamer wings,
Playing harps of gold with silver strings.

Faerie Queens are but true,
And quite different from me and you,
As they dance from night 'til dawn,
To music made of elfins' song.

 -- Submitted by Norman E. Rourke from Beggs, OK

One-I am sitting on a stone,
searching life on muddy ways,
we are often making mistakes,
so, beginn to build alone...

Two-near to the grave,
ugly forms are appearing,
thou must transform for save,
and to live without killing...

Three-I am waiting for wisdom,
queen of early stars protect,
preserve the hidden kingdom,
may the creation become perfect...

Four-the cross I am guarding,
between light and darkness,

Five-give all the answers,
that s the power of the King,

Six is holy princess,
she heal the seek, cover the sin,

Seven-ancestral river of blessings,
lifting to a superior level...
soul can hear the true voice of the things,
the place where the master become Servant,

That's Eight, the Justice,
Virgin and pure,Truth and Illumination,
the essence of all Revelation...

Help-Heal-Hide...
love to find...
Saturn dies, Helios ressurect...

 -- Submitted by Tatomir Ion Marius from Sighetu Marmatiei jud.MM/Romania