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Daybreak in a foreign land Sights so bright Drenched in history The sun sparkling through the morning mist Vision blurred by squinted eyes A silhouette draping a wooden bench The baby sparrow hungrily cries Walk right past she looks at me Was she the one from my dream I stare right back to let her know Our two eyes lock, there is a gleam Oh vision bright and beautiful Come take my hand and walk with me A journey we both do need Turn around and comfort me

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 11/17/2014 5:15:00 PM
Oh so, so, good! A very creative write! Excellent!
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Date: 11/16/2014 3:56:00 PM
Would that I were she, Tim. A man who gives so much support and comfort to others would surely capture my heart! If this is for the "love in an ancient place" contest, you have a winner for sure! Love, Carolyn
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Date: 11/15/2014 10:50:00 PM
Wow, Tim you have outdone yourself here, one of the best I have read in a long time! cheers!
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Date: 11/15/2014 12:06:00 AM
this is very atmospheric, Tim, how you place it in a historical other land. I really like it.
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Date: 11/14/2014 6:29:00 PM
An enchanting free verse, capturing your moment. Well done Tim.
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Date: 11/14/2014 3:17:00 PM
I turned around to find. a silhouette. close to a wooden bench..and all dreams were.bright and beautiful..Enchanting poem..To my favs Coach!
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Date: 11/14/2014 2:54:00 PM
Capturing the moment when two eye meet -- what a perfect moment . . . fire shot through me. The last line is awesome . . . it allowed me to image endless opportunities . . . keep dreaming my friend . . . they do come true!!
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Date: 11/14/2014 2:13:00 PM
beautifully romantic Tim I hope your dream comes true my friend:-) Hugs Jan xx
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