Dreams

Dreams float through the mind
Like clouds across the sky
Some bring warnings of storms
Others give pictures for us to define
Many add beauty to the endless night
For as many who see pictures in the clouds
Others bring that sight to their dreams
Does it foretell happiness and change?
Or does it warn of danger on the horizon?
Learning to read these signs
Helps the eyes of the soul
To guide us through the adventure of living

                                     Lynda Leigh (c)

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