Tom Squires


Golden Dream - Poem by Tom Squires

He rose on golden horse whipped Fingers of the dawn.

Across long twisted fields,

Green with ageless dreams,

Still coming true.

Rising out of the blue,

Longer than he ever thought it would last.

Topic(s) of this poem: hope


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  • Noreen Carden Noreen Carden (2/24/2014 6:12:00 PM)

    This is quite beautifully written Tom very nice read (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 29, 2016


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