Terri Ann Stone
The Dream Center - Poem by Terri Ann Stone
Starting as a disheveled mess
through opened doors
not knowing what will happen.
“Just place your dreams here”
A couple, a vision, a dream.
Broken and hurts lay at the door.
Healing, prayer and love to replace.
Months of growth and support
hopes small turn to big,
baby steps turn to leaps and bounds.
Dreams start to spin their webs
Moving up the ladder the past
is soon a faded memory.
A caterpillar soon emerges
into a beautiful butterfly.
All that is seen is the immense
colors of change.
That butterfly soon has the strength
to fly into the world with all
she has learned leaving with her
dreams taking like wind beneath Her wings.
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