Billy Ray Brushwood
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Billy Ray Brushwood

12/01/51 - 10/21/10

The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.

-Harriet Beecher Stowe

Billy Ray Brushwood

A candy-colored clown they call the Sandman
Tiptoes to my room every night
Just to sprinkle stardust and to whisper
"Go to sleep, everything is all right"

I close my eyes, then I drift away
Into the magic night, I softly say
A silent prayer like dreamers do
Then I fall asleep to dream my dreams of you

In dreams I walk with you
In dreams I talk to you
In dreams you're mine all of the time
We're together in dreams, in dreams

But just before the dawn
I awake and find you gone
I can't help it, I can't help it, if I cry
I remember that you said goodbye

It's too bad that all these things
Can only happen in my dreams
Only in dreams
In beautiful dreams

Love always & forever, LuLu

Memorial Submitted by: Laurie
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