"When the darkest hour is on..
my thoughts wander off,
In a land so distant,
across the stars, where...
Happiness is a permenant resident, and
love flows like a river of life;
In my dreams I see a house,
with a thatched roof, white walls and picket fence,
A girl through the window,
looking happy and content;
But dreams come and go...
Can they ever come true??"
2 comments:
Sakshi,
Yes, dreams can come true. Unless you dream how will you strive for what you dream of.
Beautiful composition. Keep writing.
Take care
Thank You...!!!
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