Sugarberry Dream
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Barry Middleton
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Beneath the sugarberry tree,
I dreamed on summer days
of all the possibilities
that startle and amaze.
And all was quite conceivable
when I was very young,
peace and love and brotherhood
and songs as yet unsung.
The sugarberry tree came down
one evening in a blow
like men who fall before their time
before their dreams can grow.
And that's the way it often goes
with men and hope and time.
They fade away yet unfulfilled
before they reach their prime.
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