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Written for Stormy Lady's Newsletter and Poetry Contest |
ENCHANTED DREAMS Enchanted dreams in the night, Beautiful creatures with golden wings Taking flight from earthly bonds, As a nightingale softly sings. The musical sound of the water As the tide rolls in and over the sand A reality that only in dreams, A mortal such as I can understand. I awaken with deep regret For the dreams are lost to me, The beauty faded like a summer rose, Enchanted dreams are just a fantasy. Countrymom 4/22/04 |