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Dreams ~ Memories ~ Imagination ~ Poetry

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I find that dreams are painted
on the inside of our minds
Watercolor images
of what we come to find

Flowing on the breezes
as they whisper softly low
Sending forth a message
of things we're soon to know
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Memories are fashioned
of a once remembered place
Sewn together neatly
on the edges that we trace

Photographic visions
held so tight behind the wall
Waiting for the moment
that our hearts begin to call
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Imagination flourishes
with nothing much to see
Scenes that we now conjure up
of where we long to be

Dancing on the avenue
with stars up in the sky
Even when it’s cloudy
we can see them wander by
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Poetry brings feelings
standing sweetly now as one
Wrapped in tiny packages
these verses filled with fun

Tied together neatly
of the thoughts we’re thinking of
Colored paper stanzas
with a bow on top of love
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So as you read this poem
think of memories you’ve seen
Use your imagination
to create the perfect dream

And hopefully you’re finding
that all of this is true
For these four words I write about
are all inside of you
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