Dreams Of Life - Poem by Jeanette Kirk
I have dreamed dreams,
most have come true.
A unique grandmother with olden tales,
of coming from Texas on covered wagon,
fishing in the Alabama river after age 80. Being her mate with gifts taught,
Learning to love all mankind.
Helping your fellow man.
Growing flowers with such a green thumb. Dreams of how the world will be,
people afraid of each other.
Denying life God gave,
healing is slow to come.
Thank God you have someone to love.
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