A Living Dream

Tears welding up my face as my eyes begin to swell and droplets begin to stain upon my pillow case. Realizing what has never felt real but the love of itself. May finally be comeing to an end as I had once long ago feared. Never seeing eye to eye as we once had tears streaming within my lids and disease working against me hand in hand all coming into one. The moment may just finally be here. A dream that once again has never left my brain. A dream that once again has never become followed more than miere thought and ryme in time. Never seen the future,  a story or memory to hold not even a hello shouting out bold. Now that time has been rubbed aside. Pushed behind as of to hide. As if never meant for the etermity. The key locked away in the bliss of delays and play. Tears flowing down my face now like a river or stream frolicing between the valleys and meandering. Seems it’s all a living dream.

Published by J. Palmer

Living under the wings of God and the angels around me keeping me going and safe. Sharing the love of Christ.

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