My silly dreams

The flower

I want to see this sky to be pink

And this moon should be less of scar

I want to see the choco in volcano
And fire in the water

I want to see such silly dreams what I know that never would be true

A horse with white wide wings

A house made of choco chips

Somehow want to talk with
These chirpy little birds

I want to see such silly dreams What I know that never would be true

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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