Living the Dream
Cobwebs haunt the corners
sun dancing in their glory
dust motes float, fairy like,
along the edges of time.
Voices linger in a moment
playing un-tuned memories
fingers drum an old arm chair
counting cadence, living the dream.
©10/7/2019
LIVING THE DREAM Poetry Contest
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Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2019
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