Aug 31, 2016
Like hope they wait
the meadow flowers,
listening to the murmur of the brook,
like throngs of souls who have neared the bridge
to cross the gateway, and reach to the land of dreams.
Image credit: Beau Beauregard
the meadow flowers,
listening to the murmur of the brook,
like throngs of souls who have neared the bridge
to cross the gateway, and reach to the land of dreams.
Image credit: Beau Beauregard
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ReplyDeleteExcellent poem!
ReplyDeleteHave a wonderful evening, dear poet!
Thank you, Sem. Have not seen your posts for a long time.
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