The Truth Lies
The gentle breeze of belief
Kisses me on my tiring eyes
As the realization dawns
For refreshing as the breeze may seem
All it is a dawning of where
The truth lies in the never-ending stream
Of the dreams you once held
When your world was young.
© Paul Warren
Copyright © Paul Warren | Year Posted 2019
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