In a dream
I see the seasons changing
a butterfly waits just beyond the limits I know.
Should I reach for it?
As time thinks through it all,
I begin to see change.
The change in me, and what i see.
as time goes on.
As my view changes,
drifts apart and then together
catching up to one another.
As I sit,
in this dream
seeing shades beyond
mine and your imagination
I have an urge,
Just a kiss
of what can be fulfilled
Will I do it?
Can I catch up?
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Author:
silver rose (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Children
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Comments2
Fascinating.....and a perceptive perspective on growing up, seems to little me. You depicted it excellently with your allusion to seasons and a butterfly! I quite enjoyed it. (PS "fulfilled"? in the third line from the bottom?)
=] thanks again!
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