The Reoccurring Dream Poem by Paul Warren
The Reoccurring Dream
Fleeting impressions of dreaming things
Each night I lie waiting for sleep to bring
Rest for me as I lie still
I walk again as in my life's drill
Though corridors of my life
Wandering in thoughts so rife
Who would have thought this
Do I have again to suffer again this rift
Then sleep comes and it's gone again
The next night I see it as it plays to its end.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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