Spirit of Dreams
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For 1390 Poetry Contest sponsored by Brian Strand
You were once a seed,
now, just a forgotten weed,
withered and old,
slowly growing cold.
Don't turn your heart to stone.
She too flies all alone.
Flying far above
with a heart of love.
She's no ordinary,
strange tooth fairy,
beyond the Twilight Zone,
spirit of dreams and bones.
Copyright © David Crandall | Year Posted 2025
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