A Place in Which to Dream

As I sit and think about the days,

I dream about a place far away.

I let the sun warm my soul

And ponder the place I'd like to go.

I let the wild winds play with my hair.

I let my spirit free to go where no one else dares.

Over the still waters of sacrifice and belief.

Over the dry lands I have recovered from any grief.

My heart is content and full;

I will allow myself to sit and tarry while these dreams I hold and continue to carry.

 

Sometimes, daydreaming is all a person can do when you discover something so sweet and new. Life is a fine work of art and a gift. I'll linger here a little longer and daydream.Thank you all for your continued support, kind favs, and lovely comments. I hope you all have a wonderful weekend.

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