Theresa Quinn

A Dream

Galleon ships and fair maidens
Water blue and crystal laden
Sands of yellow diamond light
Paradise island, tropic delight
Palm trees hide the native lives
Birds of rarest beauty hides
Red and purple feathers
Search for secret treasure
Treasure of peace not gold
Life's true meaning to unfold
Walk along the golden beach
Water gently covers our feet
Holding one true special hand
As we walk on crystal sand

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 19, 2008

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  • Smoky HossSmoky Hoss (12/22/2010 8:23:00 PM)

    What a beautiful poem, very picturesque! I love it.

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  • Nasarudheen ParameswaranNasarudheen Parameswaran (8/11/2010 8:43:00 AM)

    The iambic beat is wavy in tune with the waves beside.Very nice painting by words along with philosophical implications.

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  • Kimberly LindseyKimberly Lindsey (6/27/2010 2:15:00 PM)

    Very lovely! Pleasure.....to visualize!

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  • Paul Holmes (11/7/2009 5:08:00 PM)

    Excellent! 'Treasure of peace not gold
    Life's true meaning to unfold'
    Reads like a wise old chines proverb. most enjoyable read.

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