With my own two eyes,
I see a world of love and life.
A world of friends and nieghbors.
A world were Death itself has died!
And no-man fights in wars.
The light within my heart leaps for joy, and greatful tears flow down cheeks.
And then I wake up.
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Author:
William C. Flint (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 21st, 2019 05:17
- Comment from author about the poem: It's about a dream I once had, and my realization that such a glorious sense of joy can only be found in dreams.
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
May that dream become true.
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