The Allure Of Hope Poem by Gerry Legister

She may be a dream in a wishing well
A friendly smile reflected in the stream,
The look of surprise in her eyes, I can tell,
There is more to find in this dream.

Asking nothing, excited for everything,
Go to bed dreaming, wake up with realities
Filming, the world spinning and illuming
The allure of hopes in so many varieties.

Crystalized changes fluttering words reply,
Given the opportunity, we could not deny,
Like a butterfly migrating, it's time to fly,
And Explore ghost clouds high in the sky.

Watch yesterday disappear in the winds,
And create the camouflage when it rains,
effectively propelling new feeling sends
emotions to pushed away former pains.

The allure that comes in dreams use acoustic,
Releases specific hopes to span a lifetime,
Creation understand the evolution static,
Many purposes in our life are only for a time.