Dreamer Poem by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Dreamer
In my earliest days of butterscotch sunshine,
To possess a new bike was my deepest wish,
So I asked it of my father one Christmastime,
Launching a childish memory which I cherish!
My dad promised, and he ever kept his word,
In the hopscotch days of skies sapphire blue.
Joy awaited on Christmas Day, ere we stirred,
As the first dream I ever dreamed came true!
First bicycle is always precious. Good it itched in your memory for ever. Wonderful poem.
Beautiful memory of a great loving father. Very heartwarming and touching. Beautifully written embellished with nice rhyme and images..
May yr Christmas be bright like yr light in the stars Evelyn
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6/1/2024 5:30:19 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Well done Evelyn! Well done indeed