Fallen Dreams.

Leaves drift down,

mere moments in time

quickly lost,

falling beyond the hand.

Catching our dreams

as they pass,

to lie broken beneath

our feet.

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Loved the progression of leaves capturing dreams as if that was an attribute of leaves that fall. Nicely woven lyric, and now I know where all my dreams that did not happen went and how they were broken. A fine piece - Lady A -



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Thank you so much, you have

Thank you so much, you have captured what I was trying to say perfectly, that is exactly how my brain was thinking about my own lost dreams. Sue xx