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Bed of Dreams

I'm Flying on wings of snow,
Gently I soar over purple mountians
  I can hear the playful twitter of the birds
  Coming across a forest I see it stretches further than you could ever imagine
    I sense the peacefulness of the breeze and the songs of the leaves.
    Then I drop
      And down I fall into a bed of dreams,
      A bed of all the most wonderful things
        A bed where thousands of smiles were made
        Where thoughts are simple and sweet
         

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  • Acidanthra
    March 1, 2008
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    I felt the sensation in this poem, indeed a great write. Good luck in the conest!!


  • z etoile
    February 27, 2008
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    Very beautiful and a great take on the prompt!


  • RedwingSpirit silver member
    January 7, 2008
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    Uh oh think you entrered the wrong contest please find your age group on my page and enter there. for 13 and under contest
    Thank you for entering this into my contest I wish you the best of luck

    Redwing Spirit