Late at night,
Tucked up in bed.
Her mind began to wonder,
Dance ,weave and thread..
About the future,
And the possibilities.
Poetic thoughts,
Sung in synchrony.
What would her life become,
How would it grow?
She dreamt of summer love,
And playing in the winter snow.
She was after all a silly girl,
And every silly girl has a dream.
Her's was to forget her demons,,
And to live blissfully.
Then that familiar sliver of doubt crept in,
This time however she pushed back with belief.
Dreams worth achieving,
Do not accept doubt's misguided interventions.
As her eyes drooped wearily,
And her thoughts faded to dream.
A shiver of excitement ran down her spine,
For what was still to convene.
Fear and heartache,
She promised to forget.
As her eyes closed tiredly ,
And her mind laid to rest.
I wasn't gna post this one...but why hold back?
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I hope you are currently happy ...just because it's nice to imagine happy people...😊
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