Dream Poem by Cecil (cj) Krieger
Dream
Yes I am dying
As are we all
While times feet dance
On my beaten bones
And though it is winter
The sun still shines
While the stars flicker silently
In a moonless sky
Bundled up warmly
In my winters best
I sit on my rocker
In the crisp cold air
With a young boys dreams
Of the summers past
And how warm the nights
Had once been
Wednesday, December 2, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: old age ,winter,dreams
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4/25/2024 8:12:04 AM # 1.0.0.1119
While time's feet dance On my beaten bones I feel that way too (at times) . But you should live to see warm nights again if you get out of the cold before you fall asleep! :) TFS