Fantasy Poem by Connie L. Burchett

Fantasy



Is this a fantasy?
Or a dream rushing
Through my head
A gentle rain
Upon my face
Makes me smile
Sun shining bright
The wind softly blowing
Laying on my back
Gazing up at the blue sky
Taking me back to
A better time
Wandering is this
The day he will come
To take me away?




January 18,2008

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