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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!!!
Thank you, Mary. I love those occasions!
Ahhh… this is beautiful Mary… I too am so grateful for those I have been able to visit with in my dreams…
It’s comforting to still see loved ones, isn’t it, Kimberly?
Yees… very much so..
Hug, Mary. Sometimes, we dream about our deceased loved ones. Wonderful and sweet poem. Happy Friday!
It is a blessing to have those dreams and remember them. Thank you, Hazel.
My pleasure, Mary
So beautiful 😍
Thank you, CJ.
Beautiful poem, Mary. ❤️
Have a great one.
Thank you, T. All the best to you.
My pleasure.
Thank you kindly.
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 your very kind message. Blessings to you.
Thank you for sharing this, ma’am.
It is a touching reminder that the bonds we cherish continue to live within us.
Thank you. I appreciate your insightful comment.
Wow, that’s so lovely. Im moved…
Wishing you all the best from the sunny shores of S.C.
Thank you! Enjoy SC. Here, in the Midwest, we realize our sunny days are numbered.
Oh, Mary….thank you for sharing. Much love…much love. ❤️
Thank you so much, Vicki. Love to you, my friend.
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This is incredibly moving. Love doesn’t always end when someone’s physical presence is gone, and your poem captures that beautifully. Those dreams sound like precious moments that keep your connection alive and offer comfort. Thank you for sharing something so deeply personal—it touched my heart.
Thank you, and your comment humbly touched my heart. Bless you.
Do you often dream of your late husband, Mary? That’s beautiful.
I do often have dreams of my husband, Stephanie. Sadly, in most he still has Alzheimer’s.
I’m sorry, Mary. It sounds like the disease was such an overwhelming part of your life together. I hope you have some brighter dreams too. ❤
I was diagnosed with PTSD from it. Some day, it will pass. Thank you for caring, Stephanie.
That makes perfect sense, Mary, and I’m sorry to hear it’s ongoing work. Your care aand love for everything/everyone really shows in your posts and appreciations.
That is difficult and to be cherished.
Thank you very much, Jacqui.
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.
Oh, Ken. These dreams and visions are bittersweet, aren’t they? Blessings to you.
❤️
What a special prayer in words enveloping you in light and love with your beloved, Mary! What a gift 💝
Yes, Cindy, these dreams are gifts, especially when we wake and remember them.
Soo special! 💕❣️💕
A beautifully written poem filled with tenderness, emotion, and the warmth of deep connection. Your words capture the comfort and magic of dreams where love and memories come alive. Thank you for sharing such a heartfelt piece.
Thank you for your kindness, my friend. Have a great weekend.
A beautiful poem.
Thank you, Lynette.
Lovely image, and beautiful thoughts…
Thank you!
this is beautiful, Mary 🙂
Thank you, my friend.
Lovely, Mary!
Thank you.
What a beautiful reminder that love never truly leaves us. Those dreams must be such precious gifts, keeping the memories and love alive.
That’s a great point, Willie. I do believe that love never leaves us. I see that with an aunt I visit. She is in memory care, knows no one’s name, but she knows she loves me and I her.
There’s such comfort woven through these few lines, Mary. 🌙 To be held, welcomed, and loved even in dreams is a blessing many long for. Seven years on, and the connection stays close that says everything about the love you shared. Sending you a warm hug. 💛 — Khadija ✨
Thank you for your insight and kind words, Khadija. I am blessed to be aware of these encounters. I believe our loved ones remain close, but many people are not aware. It’s more challenging to be conscious of our passed loved ones presence these days because our minds are difficult to quiet.
It’s a lovely reminder to slow down and listen. 💜
What a tender, soul-touching poem, Mary. I am sure he loved it! Always near! Thank you for this precious moment, my friend. Light and blessings to you, always! ✨🙏💖🌻🌈
Thank you, Susana. It’s interesting that you point out that my husband loved it. Perhaps that is part of his heaven. Love you much, sweet Susana.
Very power and amazing as your soul
Thank you, dear Mr. Max.
Warmth and soul
This is so touching, I think dreams are often a sign that he’s still watching over you and is with you in spirit.
I hope so, Pooja. I do love those dreams.
nicely done with minimum words and leaning into the conceptual.
Welcome to Midwest Mary, and thank you for your comment on this post.
Your poem and photo of the Colorado mountains are so lovely together!
Thank you, Catherine.
Poignant piece Mary. Blessed are those with a love that continues to touch your soul beyond time… Lots of love and goodwill.
Midwest Mary 
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