A Dream
A bit of solitude she thought
Just to rest her eyes a moment
Then into the depths she slipped
Sleep as if from heaven sent
Pale beauty slept the time away
Not a sound or movement made
When the bells of evening call
The blossom picked began to fade
Repose as gentle as the night
Though still bloomed a bit of day
Her last breath just a gentle sigh
And quietly she slipped away
5/17/14 For the Dream contest
Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2014
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