Saturday, April 2, 2011


Trapped in book
The pages it took
Days, months and years
Wipe away the tears
Hide away the fears

She was in a dream
Wild and mean
The shadows pass close by
Wipe the tears from your eyes
Find a good place to hide

Today and tomorrow
Each passing year
Each falling tear
The joy and the sorrow
We can find our dreams tomorrow

©3/2/11 Bruce Clifford

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