Bed Of Unfulfilled Dreams Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Bed Of Unfulfilled Dreams



Day is disappearing slowly, methodically, like a melody being
played instrumentally and then fading into another time.

Eventually disappearing into a silent future beyond even
death.

Recalling it's wonder through the darkness of another
night, lying in a bed of unfulfilled dreams as yet.

Wednesday, December 13, 2017
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