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Hunting a Dream within the sleep,
Hunting that Dream within the Dream,
Searching high and low,
No where else to go,
But deeper in the sleep,
For a Dream that is hidden within the Dream,
Cannot be seen,
Is this just the Dream,
Monday, 15 November 2021
Sunday, 14 November 2021
A Harbouring Heart
A harbouring heart,
Protected from the storms,
A heart that had sailed the seven seas,
Battered and bruised,
Repaired and mended,
Ready to sail again..............
Saturday, 13 November 2021
The Saturday
To sit for a while and watch the world go by,
Sat on a bench watching the tide rise,
People watched the day through,
As they walked on by,
Dogs running having fun,
Chasing a ball that had been thrown,
Children playing in the sand,
Those that were brave swam,
Lovers walked hand in hand,
Sat on a day called SATURDAY.............
Friday, 12 November 2021
The Rose Garden
A rose grew in the garden I knew,
Against the wall that was bare before,
Rambling away in different ways,
Over the years it grew,
Displaying the colours in a natural way,
Filling the air with a perfumed scent,
Memories from the chairs,
In that rose garden I shared,
Thursday, 11 November 2021
Dancing in the Rain
Dancing in the rain,
Playing a game,
Jumping in the puddles,
Getting wet again,
A grown man acting young,
At an age but still having fun,
The blue days and the dark nights,
Are yesteryears,
Just having fun with the wellington's on,
Counting the rain drops as they drop,
Wednesday, 10 November 2021
A Polka Dot Dress and Disco Lights
Polka dot dress and disco lights,
A Dancing Queen on a Friday night,
Moving to a rhythm,
Feeling the beat,
Watched by others when on the floor,
Dancing without a care,
Like they were not there,
A crystal ball spinning around,
Trusting the DJ to pick the right sound,
Tuesday, 9 November 2021
Dancing on the Path of Life
To dance in the lunar light,
On a cold and chilly night,
With stars twinkling way up high,
In the depths of the midnight sky,
Shooting stars and casted wishes,
Hoping dreams will come true,
Dancing to the dawning light,
Bathing in that warming glow,
For a new day born in the now,
Dancing on that path of life,
To that music with that beat,
Oh, that rhythm that stirs those feet,
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