Musings Of A Clouded Mind

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Afloat in my dreams
of angels and stars,
of gossamer wings
and moonlight beams,
my mind travels to
celestial worlds
where skies are green
and water flows free.
I stop and think of
where I've been and
who I am and
why I'm here. Sailing
around a heavenly
sphere I feel at peace
and have no fear,
until I wake again.

Copyright By
Anita Lewis Longino
February 21, 2010

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