My Dream, My Pet Comments

remembering and recalling the dreams we knitted in our youth And the paths we traveled Comes as a lullaby in our old age

Dream is the biggest mystery on this earth-a dream land lovely poem

dreams are really pet n its end is with death. nicely penned with your beatiful ink of emtions of your soul. xlent of xlents.

A beaut original saying with its own way of dreaming really telling us without dreams we have nothing, thanks for the read...regards

This indeed is a lovely write! It cleans, the chimney of my kitchen where I cook my thought.......... Love these lines much! ! Yes, dreams are our unseen companions that make our world sunny!

dream, a pet, that never leaves our side. lovely poem, Neela.