Constance La France / My Dream Within a Dream Contest
Life’s realities are numb to any dream's sincerity. … poet Life has given all I sought, just not as I dreamed. If I wished for a tree, I would surely get a twig with leaves. When three, baby doll love began - life did not match my plan. Challenges were not in my dream, my son's life has not been easy. One favorite dream was of love - not the remorse from divorce. Once failures had their way, love did come bearing joy. Since a teen, I have dreamed of one true, lifelong friend. It’s too late for dream’s intention, all friendships ended. I have one staid, true mate - my pen. In dreams it fiscally spawned but life was daytime office strife then busy nights as mom and wife. I had my share of dying dreams that stripped me raw and streamed my cry. Dead dreams must leave bits held inside that grow fresh dreams of light to shine hope upon what they left behind.
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Constance La France / My Dream Within a Dream Contest