Chasing a Dream
Clouds spread like finger rays of sunshine.
A moment of peaceful repose, a silent sigh,
as I hear whispers at my grasp.
My ceaseless soul clasp to seek golden sun rays,
watching birds flyby with outstretched wings
into the cotton spun woven vast horizon
and dreams of soothing comfort,
nature's windblown garden doorstep.
9/20/2021
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2021
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