Silent Saturday ~ Part Ninety-one!!

Pocket Dreams

I walk through this world with a pen in my hand,

and a paint brush in my pocket;

looking for colors

and words that refresh

I walked through a sunset,

tawny and gold;

savage, yet scorching

searing my soul,

melting ideas; my dreams.

I walked through a forest; tall pine trees,

cool and mysterious, shadowing my mind;

halting my step with a sound.

I walked on the oceans; beaches of sand,

softly textured and bronze -

Suffocating my thoughts;

grasping my music and songs.

I waked through a garden,

flowers bending with dew;

dazzling colors, crushed and forgotten;

faded like days long gone.

I walked through this world,

with a pen in my hand;

and a paintbrush in my pocket.

The pen was forsaken,

the brush dried and worn;

all I have left is my pocket.

Have a magical and blessed day

Hugging you

SueAnn

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