Dreams Poem by Sarah Stopka

Dreams



When the sun rises in the east I will be in your arms sleeping in peace.

When the sun sets in the west you will be holding me telling me who's best.

When I awake the next day all my worries will be washed away.

When I go to sleep tonight it will be under the moon light.

For when the next day comes it will be filled with the sun.

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Sarah Stopka

Sarah Stopka

Evanston, Illinois
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