After the Dream
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7/18/2025 for WHAT HAPPENED AFTER Poetry Contest sponsored by Nette Onclaud
Gazing at the cloudy sky,
I could only sit and sigh.
It was all that I had feared.
The beautiful, airy face
that appeared with quiet grace,
then without a word or trace,
so silently disappeared.
Copyright © David Crandall | Year Posted 2025
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