I Never Was Just An Old Dream***** Poem by James McLain
I Never Was Just An Old Dream*****
Never can such a dream held
in the bosom of your heart
wonder free.
Enter the whisper of soul
and light lovingly
bright and soft.
Velvet is a touch of wind
that graces bloods
fairest of hearts.
Exit the tears of doubt that
cloud your sunny day.
Remember all the rivers and
streams lead to you.
Rare that I do comment poetry. 'Velvet is a touch of wind that graces bloods fairest of hearts.' Yet that warrants one, beauty!
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4/23/2024 6:07:13 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Applause...10! I love your poetry....