Friday, February 16, 2007
© 2007 Nina Camic All rights reserved.
Were there a place where dreams were real
And wish need not be spoken
But merely willed, and thus fulfilled:
No dreamer's spirit broken.
Were there that place for all to find
In nightly sleep, or waking,
Not guilt nor shame nor hurt nor blame,
But misspent time's remaking.
Were there a place where reverie,
Could past erase and in its place
Leave hearts to reconciling.
© 2007 Jeffrey Hull