Dreamtime
Dream Time
Written: by Tom Wright
1/19/2016
Sleep is the comforter of the mind,
A period of time when realism vanishes;
While in our element we misplace our identity,
And all thoughts become counterfeit.
Pleasant Drams
Jesus Loves You!
As ebon night enshrouds the trees
It’s signaling me to catch some zzzzzzzz
Tom
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2016
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