the vivid stars danced
among the night clad sky.
each twinkle a reminder
of those lost in the dreams
of tomorrow.
YOU ARE READING
To The World
Poetry"the inferno of words would be my demise if i did not express them." #501 in poetry #640 in poetry #689 in poetry #692 in poetry
D R E A M S O F T O M O R R O W
the vivid stars danced
among the night clad sky.
each twinkle a reminder
of those lost in the dreams
of tomorrow.
