Category: Writers Block
Dreams come for many reasons with no warning like the first summer's day or the first snow,
They sooth they cajole us they show us things the world would never show,
They are the windows into our souls, and show us things we don't want to always face;
But in the end they tell us things we are glad we know and in our heartsdreams always hold a special place,
Dreams are like snow fleeting but leave us warm like a warm fire's glow,
They are ever changing like the river's endless and overpowering flow!