a cotton cloud exploded last night
filling the sky with fibers of dreams
that will never come true
moon light glistens on descending
tendrils of love's softness
never to be woven into future's cloth
yet somehow, we can't live without it.
Because some dreams do come true.

Dreams can come true when we least expect them to.....I know, my dream came true.....the man of my dreams is alive and well and forever in my heart and life.......*warm smile*.....Windchimes......
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Dreams are one of the most intresting things in life. I should know I have
them often. Fapral