Dreams

Dreams

A Poem by wordman

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Dreams may come
and dreams may go
like the beauty
of our first snow
 
They cover our minds
with tender bliss
as our hearts reminisce
 
Another place
another time
dreams come
from the portals of our minds
 
To people and places
we reminisce
and the loved ones
that we miss
 
Dreams may come
and dreams may go
like the beauty
of our first snow...
 
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Super-read Mr Wordman

 beauty

of our first snow


never ever can I see
or hear her footsteps
I can only hear her sigh
And wave to me from sky

©bishu 

 

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thank you,and merry christmas


ron parrish