he comes to me in dreams

he comes to me in dreams

A Poem by Marie Harrison
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a dream poem

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he comes to me in dreams

 

warm and lovingly

he comes to me in dreams

smiling and twirling me around and around

 

out of breath we both spill to the ground

endless hours of play and fun

 

he comes to me in dreams

twirling me round and round

 

when the day starts

we must part

 

for he comes to me in dreams

smiling and running with me through

the yellow buttercup fields of my youth

 

 


© 2010 Marie Harrison



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a short n sweet write...nice!

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

this is very, very wonderful. i love it!

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This poem is about a reocurring dream that I often have about my grandfather. He's always spinning me in a yellow field of buttercups.

Posted 7 Years Ago


nice, very cute!

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

the yellow buttercup fields of my youth..and wasn't that last line just perfect :)..a lovely poem...as bright as the golden sunshine..and you did not waste words...the words and length are just apt.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on June 7, 2010
Last Updated on June 22, 2010
Tags: Dreams, Youth, Nature

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Marie Harrison
Marie Harrison

Atlanta, GA



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Momma told me to get out and enjoy life, so now I'm going to dance. more..

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