Dreams

Ofttimes,a gentle word can soothe the soul.
A whisper, softly spoken in the ear.
The languid language of the voice consoles,
To dissipate the anguish and the fear.
The lilting songs so sweetly sung, that bathe
The nights with sighs of joy, and notes that sway
Upon the breath, suffuse, and then will fade
Away, restores the hopes of yesterday.
Music with its symphony, of tranquil
Beats and melodies, beguiles as cascade
Rhythms fall, on those who live with love and still
In dreams believe, where all their hopes are made.

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