Pamela Hamilton


Magical Beam - Poem by Pamela Hamilton

Star Light, Star Bright
Will My Dreams Come True Tonight?
I’ll Lay My Head Down And Try To Sleep
Even Though My Thoughts Are Running So Deep.
Thousands Of Things Crossing My Mind
All Of Which Are Intertwined.
Music Is Playing In The Back Ground
But I Strain To Hear A Single Sound.
Swirls Of Blue And Gold Cross The Sky
Catching Green Sparks That Are Nearby.
The Swirls Will Turn Into Clouds Of Dreams
That Will Shoot Out Red And Silver Beams.
These Beams Shine Down Upon The Lake
Keeping All There Is Nearby Awake.
But The Beams Bring More Then Just A Light
They Bring Hope Through Out The Night.
The Hope Is What Helps Me Get To Sleep
As They Ease My Thoughts That Were Running So Deep.
I Am Slowly Wisped Off And Start To Dream
Thanks To The Help Of The Magical Beam.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 28, 2009



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