Meru Groen Poet Rhyme

The Invention of Dreams

When the sleeping good, 
regret what they could.
And the night closes,
like winter roses.
Dreams are invented,
sometimes demented.
It's in the design,
soul and mind align.
Then the sleeping good,
did all that they could!

date: 12/19/19
contest:Strand special 5
sponsor:Brian Strand

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Darlene De Beaulieu December 19, 2019 at 2:32 PM Hello Meru Groen, we never know what we dream. Sometimes we have nightmares and do not know why. Sometimes we have good dreams to. Have a nice day my friend. Merry Christmas. have a nice day my friend.Nice to meet you. Meru Groen February 17, 2020 at 10:21 PM Thank you so much for the comment, your very nice, Meru