Dream It
The label I hide on the wine bottle
The shadows on the wall appear each day
They told me of the psycho cat’s demise
Little ghosts come out and scamper away
Sabbatical dreams after quarantine
Swells of waves crash onto shores and recede
Eerie boardwalk creaks near the white sand beach
The sun and moon dance to passage of time
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November 2, 2020
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Copyright © Mike Bayles | Year Posted 2020
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