Poems Of Dreams
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Jayne Louise Davies
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Words flow in the afternoon sun,
Like a fountain,
Washing over me,
I welcome some,
But then discard them,
For another day.
As i freely write,
The poem starts to give way,
Words knit together,
It's pattern entwined with love,
These memories are all that's left,
Of my loved ones up above.
Forever,
You'll stay in my dreams,
In my heart,
In my poems too,
For without those precious memories,
There would be no you.
Jayne Louise Davies
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