Young Dreams
Woven through the fabric of forever
Sits a kingdom shrouded in the mist
A castle built with youths imagination
It's spires and steeples were once heaven kissed
Today the once proud land has been abandoned
Still, around the corner there may wait
Young dreamers who will rebuild all the fences
A new road, or a secret gate
11/13/2011
Written for 'In a land called fantasy" contest
Copyright © Bob Quigley | Year Posted 2011
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