Dreams
Dreams tend to lilt
Today they’re here
‘morrow they’re killed
I’ve seen some wilt
Despite a tear
Dreams tend to lilt
If they are built
But not kept near
‘morrow they’re killed
They can be spilt
With just a jeer
Dreams tend to lilt
But have no guilt
Nor feel the drear
‘morrow they’re killed
A dream can tilt
A dream can blear
Dreams tend to lilt
‘morrow they’re killed
Copyright © Charleen Martinez | Year Posted 2013
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