Saved By a Dream
I awoke from a dream..so magical.
My mind, now a blackboard.
I didn't want to live in the past.
But glory in the future!
'twas a miracle to feel such joy,
Knowing there indeed was still
a world holding great happiness.
So, I raised a cup to to the sky.
The people gave in to no rules,
But lived lives for the God, as they
should,
With a song in my heart each day began.
Bright sunshine through curtains
warmed my soul's land.
From the land of the lost, I had been returned.
To celebrate Christmas, to watch
the fire flames, both flicker and
prance.
To walk on streets in freedom whenever I chose.
To laugh at life, and bury dirth.
I don't write poetry to entertain.
I like to tell what I see each day.
No pollyanna am I.
Nor winner wanna-be.
Just... plain, poetess ,Pangie!
12/6/2020
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