Treasure Island

Sharron Stephenson


A Hug


when you dream at night or have a daydream,
they are plays that we wish could come true,
talk or even a cry can help in ways that no-one,
else can understand,
so when someone else is having a rotton day,
make it brighter by a smile a hug a hello,
could be just as good.

Submitted: Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Edited: Tuesday, August 09, 2011

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  • Ken E Hall (5/29/2012 5:42:00 PM)

    Contact touch the magic of a hug...very nice thoughts.funny I wrote a poem about our parliament and thats how they should start the day hugging instead of screaming...regards (Report) Reply

  • xxx xxx (8/4/2011 7:59:00 AM)

    I love your comparison of dreams and daydreams with plays - that's very clever and thought-provoking. This poem has a lovely feel about it. (Report) Reply

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