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Lost in a dream,
Or in a field of flowers.
Just watching snow fall,
And counting by the hours.

The sweet smell of sunshine,
Or a butterfly's kiss.
Dancing in the rain,
Lost in all your bliss.

Snuggling in quilts,
As a snowstorm comes.
Sitting by the fire,
As the rain drops drum.

Dancing on water,
Underneath the moon.
Being very sleepy
And waking up at noon.

Getting lost in dreams,
Having them come true,
That is how I feel,
Just standing here with you.

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The following comments are for "What it's Like"
by Matrix

What It's Like
The beauty of expression here says it all.
I love this poem


( Posted by: JEANNIE45 [Member] On: September 1, 2003 )

Thank you
Thank you Jeanie, I'm glad you liked it! Thank you for the feedback, a appreciate it.


( Posted by: Matrix [Member] On: September 1, 2003 )

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