Cute piece.

I lik it keep it up

Wonderful my friend! :D... A lovely poem that made me smile :)

Keep penning, and Top Marks! :))

Aww.. And you were keeping this poems just to yourself. Huh!

This was really sweet.

Awwww what a cute piece this was :) so special to dream about someone then see their dreams come true when they find that someone...very enjoyable read

Seriously peter, i live this dream a thousand times,
that one approaching must be mine..
Hope. She wil cum soon..
And i m hapy fr u ,dt u hv d one u once dreamt off..

Ok... I absolutely enjoyed the flow and rhyme of this poem, as always. I found myself flowing through it perfectly, not missing a beat, it all making sense.. then the last two lines came and I sorta staggered and tilted my head in confusion. Dont get me wrong, it still rhymed and all. It just didn't make sense. How can I explain why..hmmm

Ok.. so I picture you in the beautiful place, you look up and and see someone walking toward you. Automatically I picture someone coming near you, a short distance away, but definitely not very close to you yet as you cant make out who they are at first. then out of no where you say the one approaching must be mine. To me that meant "mine" as in your love, or your girlfriend.
So... still picturing this person a good 15 to 20 feet away, it not only changes to being GOD... but some how he is right up on you and actually holding you, the jump in distance threw me off for one, and for another... its God?? ok its true... God can be considered "yours" but it's kinda an odd way to put it. To me God is all of ours. So is God the one Holding you... Or is god the one smiling with happiness that you have spotted your girl... and if its your girl.... how are you holding her already when she was walking toward you and has yet to reach you...

I dont know... one super quick fix to this confusion would be to change the word holding... to SEEING

that denotes that you found your love in this paradise, she is the one walking toward you.. and God is the one happy and pleased that she is here... perhaps his gift to you in this wonderful place...

I hope I was helpful... this poem is so perfect... just confusing at the end.

Sweet Pete. I love your rhyming abilities. Sometimes thoughts of someone can take us so far away from where we are actually standing

I live this dream a thousand times,
that one approaching must be mine.

Enjoyed again England