Sweet Dreams My ChildA Poem by Dream WeaverSort of a bedtime story for children..I am certainly out of my comfort zone with this..
I soar like an eagle over mountainous terrains I run like the antelope through bountiful plains. I swing to and fro in “Rain Forrest” trees, it’s nice to have arms that hang below the knees. I walk like a man over urban streets, I’ll sing you a song just like jungle parakeets. I’ll bloom like a rose in a garden of weeds, I’ll Shine like the sun over all that impedes. Sweet dreams my child, wrapped up in glory, I hope you enjoyed my bedtime story.. © 2010 Dream WeaverAuthor's NoteReviews
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