Constance La France / My Dream Within a Dream Contest
Life’s realities are numb to any dream's sincerity. … poet Life has given all she sought, just not as she dreamed. If she wished for a tree, she would surely get a twig with leaves. When three, baby doll love began - life did not match her plan. Challenges were not in her dream, her son's life is a hard path. One favorite dream was of love - not the remorse from divorce. Once failures had their way, love did come bearing joy. Since a teen, she had dreamed of one true, lifelong friend. It’s too late for dream’s intention, her friendships all ended. She has one staid mate - her pen. Lifelong she dreamt it would cash spawn but life was day office dizzy then night, mom and wife busy. She had her share of dying dreams that stripped her raw and streamed her cry. Dead dreams must leave some bits behind, she felt their seeds peek thru the past to aid what new dreams wished to grab.
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Constance La France / My Dream Within a Dream Contest