As I Walk In The Field Of DreamsA Poem by The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)
Seeds of inspiration are sewn Into the fabric of life, Some dry up when We don’t care for the sprout… Others grow into beautiful
blooms, Ivy that makes us itch, Or maybe fruitful hope And even overgrown vines That strangles time… I tend to my garden With a pen as my only tool And my mind as the food That allows my muse To be the strength of the
roots As I walk in the field of
dreams. © 2016 The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)Reviews
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9 Reviews Added on May 4, 2016 Last Updated on May 4, 2016 AuthorThe Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)It's better to be dead and cool than alive and uncoolAboutBirth name: Dale Deadmond Born November 20th, 1969 Metaphorically speaking music is my BFF and poetry is my soulmate. This is my world of my favorite poets are E.A. Poe, Dylan Thomas, R.. more..Writing
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