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Aug 2018
In the night ,of my darkest day
I walk awake within my dreams
On twisted paths , my hopes do lay
For me to grasp ,in rainbow beams

The light of stars ,shine on each hope
And with a twinkle, they beckon me
While drops of dew , they form a rope
And as I climb , I fill with glee

I grasp each hope , and hold it tight
And to my heart ,I tuck them in
Then in the dark , I shine so bright
And now my life , it can begin

Written by E. M. Rushton
August 10th 2018
Hopes and Dreams are magical but your mind must also be willing to see beyond.
Eva Rushton
Written by
Eva Rushton  Nova Scotia
(Nova Scotia)   
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