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Sleep and Slumber

I slumber, wee hours mostly I sleep, wee hours always No other places to visit When undressed, past Present, future Dreams are Real, Dreams are fantasies Dreams are of other places Glue binds The brain stores Desires, at times What you have, all Is what you get, some Temporarily hidden resurfaced Youthful sugarplums, few Adult accumulations, many Will flowers and sweetness Be my dreams as I age Hopefully Accumulations surface Memories Pleasant and not so Copyright © Wilbert Webb

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Date: 10/27/2023 3:08:00 PM
well executed - nicely done
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Wilbert Webb
Date: 10/27/2023 8:51:00 PM
Thank you for your welcomed comment. Even though I don't expect them they are nice to get. I write to express and hopefully help.
Date: 10/3/2023 8:59:00 AM
This was a fine poem of life as it progresses. Well'written.
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Wilbert Webb
Date: 10/3/2023 12:18:00 PM
Thanks Hilda and yes.... Life does progress!

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