On my pillow . . .



I had a dream last night
it was about flowers

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were heating up
my dream and
the flowers was
embracing me
with a heavenly
nights sleep

I wasn’t
counting sheeps
oh no, I was
picking flowers
in my own . . .

special dream

 

 

 





Poetry by Dan Cederholm
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Written on 2008-03-30 at 10:43

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