Vanessa is a Day DreamerA Poem by VanessaWhen the sun begins to set, day dreams take shape. They feed on the possibilities night has to offer.
Stepping out of my bedroom window like a secret, they rearrange the stars, spelling out names for me.
However, day dreams are little pranksters and pretend to be fortune tellers. © 2009 Vanessa |
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Added on September 20, 2008 Last Updated on September 28, 2009 AuthorVanessaBrooklyn, NYAboutI am October and a poet. I'm tagged and bound . . . silent and secret but never a mouse. I can be forgiving and understanding yet misunderstood. I am becoming each day. I am Victorian, a nerd, .. more..Writing
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