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The Good Stuff
Poems
A Dream
by
Stephen Pray
Length: 10 lines
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A Dream
How unfettered we fly in dreams
o’er fields of corn and mustard greens.
With our hands upon a throttle
we peer thru pale blue bottles.
Filled with scents of chamomile and rye,
Powder-puff clouds fill the sky.
And when we land upon the ground
The dreams fade out all around.
We wake up confused in our bed
And wish for dreams to fill our head.
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Dipnall, M.
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