Dreams

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    Dreams

    Many lay down in the night to sleep,

    dreaming of things

    of good things.

     

    Dreaming of love,

    of romance

    and of peace.

     

    Dreams,

    a group of vivid pictures,

    last mere seconds.

     

    Dreams,

    may be full of color,

    may be black and white

     

    Dreams,

    help to contain,

    emotions spewing through us.

     

    some dream of ponys,

    and bright, colorful

    rainbows.

     

    Some dream of hope,

    and thoughts

    for a better day.

     

    I,

    I dream of peace,

    through the entire world.

     

    I dream of hope,

    and a new

    Earth.

     

    Dreams,

    everyone has them.

     

    　

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    Chaos128 commented on Dreams

    01-12-2011

    A wonderful narrative, whimsical in delivery and epic in ambition. Dreams are wishes our sub-conscious makes. They let us know what we achieve if we have the determination to make our dreams come true : )
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    Smoogej1s

    01/13/2011

    Thanks for the feedback

    stefy commented on Dreams

    01-05-2011

    So wonderful!!! I like your idea and your style of dreaming......especially '' bright, colorful rainbows.....'' the poem is great:) Happy Holidays!!!.....wish you all the best for you and your family....and keep writing:-)
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    Smoogej1s

    01/06/2011

    Thanks you

    MindNumbing commented on Dreams

    01-05-2011

    Great write, sis... we're all dreamers in some ways. Only the strongest and most determined can turn those dreams into reality. You have that power :) ♥
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    Smoogej1s

    01/06/2011

    Thanks mama

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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