Sweet Dreams Poem by Angel A. Lockwood

Sweet Dreams

A brief ecsape even in the
Middle of the day
Just one thought of you
Iam wisked away
I hear your voice
I see your face
Then I rehearsed
The way grown folks
Still like to play
That's a real good break
In the midst of a stressful day
Is when I close eyes, and
Smply drift away
I can barely find
The appropriate words to say
My sweet

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