Valerie (valeriejoy) wrote,

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when your dreams fall apart at the seams

there's nothing here
yesterday is dust
swept away
glittering in the light
laughter fading
with the breeze
there's nothing here
the flowers have wilted
the trees are bare
dormant dreams cry
silent and unseen
almost forgotten
there's nothing here
tomorrow beckons
with quiet promises
moving and shifting
wanting and needing
waiting for your first step

I like Sundays, but not so much Sunday nights. lol!
Tags: poetry
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