Poem 193:

Little Boys & their Dreams

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Shadows cast in morning light
sing tales with great delight
of ghosts & goblins slain in the night.

When sleepy eyes awaken,
and fond memories remain,
silence marks remnants of the night
in the shadow that was a dream
the goblins were slain.

© 2015 by James Spruell All rights reserved

… a poem just for fun 🙂

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