Weaving Dreams
Dreams oft bring me a smile
Prompting me to walk another mile
Satin silky spread,rosy misty air
Dreams make life,look all fair
Eyes laden with mystic love
Waiting for peace,that illusive dove
Making a cloth of golden thoughts,while kneeling
With warp and woof of desires and feeling
Making this life shining and appealing
So dreams,I keep weaving and weaving .
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