Poetry

To write in

you seem like a far off dream.

Nothing seems to come to mind as I stare at each page.

Not enough time to enjoy the silences as the rest of the world wakes up.

So close to you again, and I hope someday I can spill all my ideas and dreams in you.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyrighted ©️ 2021 By Deirdre Stokes