Mary Mc Creath
Dream-Weaving A Dream Web - Poem by Mary Mc Creath
We weave our webs of colour, of green
And blue and gold.
We weave our webs of feelings, of stories
We weave our webs of struggle, of hope
In face of pain.
We weave our webs of singing and dancing in the rain.
Our webs are multi-coloured, reflecting
Who we are.
Our webs they weave a dream for us
And guide us like a star
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