The Dream Poem by Robert Leary
The Dream
If I'm sad
It's not for you I'm sad
If you leave me
It's not you I'll miss
For travels still lure
And I will travel
Holding hands on beaches
Will not go away
Bike rides at dusk
Will still be there
Beautiful sunsets still await
What I will miss
Will be the dream
That in our womb
Never came awake
Taken by who knows what
No, I will not miss you
I will miss the dream
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4/25/2024 3:18:35 PM # 1.0.0.1119
nice write man keep it up for there are still dream left undreamt