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Chasing the Dream

A thousand miles away Though I cannot touch I feel you so very near My heart now beats with purpose A new hope rises in my soul My focus now very clear Dreams with lack of pursuit Soon wither and fade Like a gift not cherished I must move while there is hope And step into this new horizon Before the dream has perished Fate can be kind when you least expect it in the latest of hours If your paying attention And look in its garden For the prettiest of flowers Chase after this gift For the sake of your heart And never let go And perhaps days of bliss May pay a visit So you can watch your love grow.

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Date: 10/18/2015 4:38:00 AM
The beauty of picking flowers in a garden has no end. But to follow the gift of desire sounds like a dreams come true. You know what I like about dreams, if one dream pulls from the beauty we once felt, in time another will take its place. A sweet poem my friend. I admire the dreamer and the way he/she gives light without even knowing. Hugs Linda
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