Dreamer
In my earliest days of butterscotch sunshine,
To possess a new bike was my deepest wish,
So I asked it of my father one Christmastime,
Launching a childish memory which I cherish!
My dad promised, and he ever kept his word,
In the hopscotch days of skies sapphire blue.
Joy awaited on Christmas Day, ere we stirred,
As the first dream I ever dreamed came true!
Written on 12/13/ 2021
For: A Christmas Gift Memory Poetry Contest
Sponsor: BJ Legros Kelley
Copyright © Evelyn Judy Buehler | Year Posted 2021
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