Sunday, June 7, 2020

It's a dream

Twinkling stars and dreaming moon
Visits me overnight and whispers; 
to wake up and to ride my horse, 
to the dream, dream of success.
Dancing dandelions with the greeny path
Visited me today and asked me, 
to wake up from my dream, 
And to ride the horse, 
to the thorny path of success. 
It's a dream unravished, 
till I unravell it. 

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