Eve Roper Poet Rhyme

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Dreams

In the midst of midnight croon, 

twilight approving stars swoon 

at the waning crescent moon.


A wee child climbs the ladder 

of hope, courage, and dreams that matter.

A wyle smile gush from within, 

their eyes melt reaching to win 

the light above not giving in. 


4/27/2019

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Caren Krutsinger May 1, 2019 at 12:22 AM Oh, wow, this is adorable, and the photograph is darling! You are showing such a pretty side of yourself, and I had thought we had already glimpsed it, but I was wrong, Eve. Here it is in full glory!

Jan Allison April 28, 2019 at 4:29 PM oh how charming is this Eve!:-) hugs jan xx

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart April 28, 2019 at 9:05 AM Lovely, and that last line, tucked in, like with a lullaby. xomo