Dreams not

Cries in the night

Soft sunlight streams down

     dust floats and dances in the light

both falling down upon

     teddy bears in a row


White and brown and even gold

     some dressed in vests and some not

passing time does cover them

     with settling dust falling down


hopes and dreams that once were

     of things to be that never came

empty now lies the room

     of the ones who never were


laughing joy of playing here

      that settling dust would never be

on fuzzy friends that would never still be

     in childhood games of endless glee


only silence echo’s now here

     unbroken silence of broken dreams

dust grows thick on unknown friends

     in quiet room that empty be



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