Dreams Poem by Halana Williams
Dreams
Dreams
the wonderments of the minds
they cease to create
when the imagination
can not flow.
They are here, alive
gone somewhere
and dead again.
Dreams have a purpose
a message
of good or bad
the world goes on forever
because of Dreams.
Monday, November 9, 2009
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10/5/2024 11:48:13 PM # 1.0.0.1119
alas they do indeed.good write Halana.10+