These Dreams Poem by DM W

These Dreams



These dreams hang like the stars at night.
These dreams desire freedom and hope.
These dreams are openings to the Light.
These dreams move beyond mortal scope.
These dreams whisper their soft secrets.
These dreams are silvery; tinged with gold.
These dreams allow me to forget.
These dreams are bright, bountiful and bold.

Saturday, April 18, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: dreams
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