Nighttime Of Dreams Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Nighttime Of Dreams



Nighttime of dreams
Everywhere to go

Nothing in reality seems
In its wandering glow

Dreams of the faraway
Flying around there

Just like in a day
Full of its breezy air

Clouds drifting by
Thru the airy space

Filling moment’s sky
With their fluffy grace

Dreams of almost true
In their own reality

Just like everything you
With your eyes can see

Past as the present now
From thoughts awaken

Coming around somehow
Into memories retaken

What is the dream for?
Making its fantasy ride

Much in them we adore
In their timeless glide

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