Dream a little dream of me
as starlight blooms, high in the sky
the tears, I see,
are now wiped dry,
the night birds call from sycamore trees
sleep now, my love, sweet lullaby,
dream of me, body free,
but spirit hovering, still nearby
So, this actually fits two dVerse prompts. De Jackson, aka WhimsyGizmo, asked us to write a quadrille using the prompt dream.
Mish asked for a poem using a verse from a song. For some reason, the dream prompt made me think of this song. I’m wondering if I’ve heard it recently on a soundtrack.
Here’s Ella Fitzgerald singing “Dream a Little Dream of Me” (with Louis Armstrong).
I often use song lines as prompts in my Monday Morning Musings, and I know I’ll be writing more about dreams, but this is what I have for now.