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Welcoming You in My Dreams
In my dreams
you draw me to you,
hold me close,
whisper tender words,
and bathe me in kisses.
United with you
I know how it feels
to be truly loved.
You’re always welcome
in my dreams.
My husband died 7 years ago. The nights he comes to me in my dreams remind me that he is always near.
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Photo: Sunset in Colorado, 2012
Photo and Poem ©Mary K. Doyle, 2026
This is the very definition of sweet dreams Mary. So glad you have this connection with Marshall. Have a wonderful day. Allan
That’s right, Allan! I hadn’t thought of that. Thank you, my friend.
Sounds comforting.
It is comforting, Melinda.
So comforting. You are indeed blessed.
Yes we are, Michael. Thank you.
May God protect you and live all sadness lord i ask you because you are the only one we ask for help may you accept my prayers
Thank you for your prayer. Bless you.
Tender and intimate
Thank you for your sweet words, Geeta.
Que poema mais lindo e delicado
Abraço grande e fraterno
Obrigada, Gustavo. Tudo de bom para você.
Your poem reflects your joy when you dream you’re with your beloved Marshall again. Beautiful. 🙂
Thank you, Nancy. Wishing you many blessings, my friend.
🤗😁🥰
Very sentimental! Lovely poem!
Ah, thank you, Indira.
What a deeply tender and moving poem, 🤍 The words beautifully capture how love can continue to live beyond physical presence and how cherished memories can find their way back to us in the quiet of our dreams.
There is something especially touching about the thought that, after seven years, your husband still finds a place beside you in those dream-filled nights. The poem carries both the ache of loss and the comfort of enduring love, without needing many words.
I’m always grateful for your warm and insightful comments, Vijay. All the best to you.
This is beautiful, dear Mary.
Your dreams are a wonderful gift, showing that his love is still surrounding you.
Sending you a big hug.
Thank you, dear Luisa. I appreciate you.
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That could well be a song I heard somewhere. Sweet dreams, Mary.
If you think of the song, please let me know, Lenny. I’d love to hear it. Thank you.
Beautiful poem, Mary. Hugs
Thank you for your kind message, Mags.
This is so beautiful Mary. I hope you have those dreams often. Maggie
That is a wonderful wish, Maggie. Thank you.
Heartfelt poem, Mary. How wonderful that your husband still visits you in your dreams! ❤
Great aand thanks.
Thank you!
Welcome
It is a blessing, Rosaliene. Thank you, dear friend.
🙂 ❤
What a lovely poem, Mary.
Thank you, Jean. Bless you.
What a wonderful, heartfelt poem, Mary. It’s hard not to tear up while reading your poem and thinking about the heaviness of it all.
Thank you for understanding the sensitivity of the words, Edward. You have such a tender heart, my friend.
You’re so welcome, my friend. 🙏🏼
It is so nice when a loved one who has passed visit us in our dreams
We are fortunate to remember those dreams!
Simply beautiful – I’m so pleased your husband visits you in your dreams!!!
Ahhh… this is beautiful Mary… I too am so grateful for those I have been able to visit with in my dreams…
Hug, Mary. Sometimes, we dream about our deceased loved ones. Wonderful and sweet poem. Happy Friday!
So beautiful 😍
Beautiful poem, Mary. ❤️
Have a great one.
A touching and beautifully written poem, Mary. Thank you for sharing such a heartfelt expression of love and remembrance. Love leaves a lasting imprint, and your words remind us that cherished memories continue to comfort our hearts. Wishing you God’s peace, strength, and comfort each day.
Thank you for sharing this, ma’am.
It is a touching reminder that the bonds we cherish continue to live within us.
Wow, that’s so lovely. Im moved…
Wishing you all the best from the sunny shores of S.C.
Oh, Mary….thank you for sharing. Much love…much love. ❤️
Do you often dream of your late husband, Mary? That’s beautiful.
That is difficult and to be cherished.
Mary, this poem is lovely. Seven years, and he still finds his way to you, close and tender as ever. What a thing, to be so welcomed. My wife visits differently, riding in the seat beside me before sunrise on my way to a hike, so I read this and nodded. They stay near. Thank you for sharing him with us.
What a special prayer in words enveloping you in light and love with your beloved, Mary! What a gift 💝
Midwest Mary 
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