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I dream of Teresa and her shy and mysterious smile

That veils inner sadness of growing up all too soon,

I dream of Teresa in the silvery dress of the moon--

A passionate woman with the heart of an innocent child.



I dream of Teresa and know that she is the one

Whose spirit's undaunted through countless tests and travails--

I dream of Teresa and then I wake up and set sail

Into the light of the lofty and luminous sun.



I dream of Teresa and know--it will be all right--

The sun still returns after days of a pounding rain,

I dream of Teresa whenever in sadness and pain,

For she is the source of my fire and faith in my fight.



I dream of Teresa, I dream of her beautiful eyes,

That saw all the hurt and injustice throughout the years,

I dream of Teresa, who's silently hiding her tears,

And with the strength of her love--like a phoenix I rise.





                                                                                   August 15, 2004