Poem: Dreams In Nature

Dreams drip from the weary eye

Asking a million questions why

Promises burned into ashes

On a snowy wintry night?

Dreams shrivel from the flower

Asking a million questions an hour

Why did the sun forget to shine

On a dark and dreary summer day?

Dreams hibernate underground

Still asking questions until I found

A reason for the seasons to change

On a wet, dusky fall day.

Dreams blossom from the cocoon

My questions will be answered soon.

Why do I feel like a butterfly so free

On a warm, dawn, hopeful day?

Chad A. Damitz

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