Musical Dream

I dreamt I came up to the shore
And stared out on the windy bay
Bright city lights aglow, I saw,
Miami Beach, a mile away.

I felt our band had reached our dream
As ocean clouds drifted along
No doubt, dear Mari, it would seem
The whole wide world now loved your song.

In rapture, I gazed at the sea
Our band had finally met with fame
Our music now had set us free
And everybody knew our name.

This feeling of success, so real,
Nothing with it could e'er compare
To know our music gained appeal
Across the country, everywhere.

They beckoned us, those lights of gold
To share our music with the night
And build a dream of things untold
As I awoke in sheer delight.

But fame flew by, and left us here
And with time, passed our merry band
Still my sweet dream remains so clear
When I hear songs of Mari Ann.

by Nightflyer (c) 2011
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* I used to be a guitarist for a band in Florida formed by my friend Mari Ann. She was the band leader and wrote most of our original songs. This poem is about a dream I had some years ago after driving from Miami.