In Dream
Blue bells swayed,
I felt no breeze,
as I walked, I walked.
It was in dream
but the aroma, oh,
so familiar.
Then a moment,
just as time,
I swam through
clouds.
I tried to run
but leaded feet
kept me at heel.
Copyright © Ann Anderson | Year Posted 2008
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