Dreams Come True
| I was thinking of my darling |
| When a knock came to my door |
| When I looked my eyes grew brighter |
| For I saw him there once more |
| His eyes were just the same |
| As they were in days gone by |
| But, his hair had grown much whiter |
| Since we said our last goodbye’s |
| I still could not believe it |
| For so many years had passed |
| He softly spoke then to me |
| And I could believe my eyes at last |
| Then he put his arms around me |
| And we both began to cry |
| For we knew the time we wasted |
| And how many years gone by |
| Yes we are both much older |
| And part of our dreams are gone |
| But the rest we’ll live together |
| Till God call us to our Home |
Written by Mary Courtright on March 22, 1948 – it was found in my grandmother home while cleaning it after her passing, Mary and Grandma were freinds I personally love this poem and do not think Mary would have minding having it here for all to see, Mary was born in 1929 and passed in 1992