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| She was a dreamer from long ago....... A child longing to be loved In a world cold and uncaring. Dreaming for a time when... Her rag muffin doll That she craddled in her arms, would come alive and play with her in her world of secrets. Why does a child have to suffer And the innocence taken away When a parent fails to be the protector. Even a simple mother sparrow Spreads her wings In behalf of her little ones. Protecting her fledglings From harms way. But maybe the greatest disappointment Belongs to those who are the Romantics. Their hearts cry out in the night, Aching for their dream to come alive. For their visions float On clouds of dreams, And evening stars flutter As if to say 'Always believe.' The simplicity of life Is all around us. Yet we struggle... Making life harder on ourselves. While we ache to be truly loved, We sometimes create our own obstacles. And thus we are sadly left with ...... Shattered Dreams |
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| written by 8-2001 |
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