Little Dream Poem by Martin Webb

Little Dream



Sleep little dream, sleep

Below the rolling waves
to the depths, dark and deep

Sleep little dream
where things can be what they are

Rolling thunder, shooting star

And promises there
are always made to keep

Sleep now, little dream
where what is
is what can seem

Where silence softly
rests there too
at the heart of me
and the heart of you

Wednesday, January 4, 2017
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Gary H 04 January 2017

Thanks for sharing, was good.

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