The sprightly ghosts of yesterday linger
In the vivid nursery room of dreams.
Soft voices slowly become louder.
Lullabies abound with profounder themes.
Forgotten memories come flooding back
Likeendless blue streams of joy and sorrow;
Like spiritual light that the flesh lacks.
Deep within me the flowers of faith grow.
A well penned composition. Truly heartwarming....10+++++++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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A poem so rich and so vivid of childhood memories. A poem that beautifully beats and flows. And in dreams we revisit those cherished but never distant memories. A full score Dominic and thanks for sharing your thoughts. Take care and happy dreaming. For this world needs more true dreamers in it.