I believe
Dreams Deferred,
til time
makes time,
will
find me
save me
when I need it
most.
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‘Til time makes time’—what a powerful line. Beautifully written!
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DeleteThank you so much. This means a lot coming from you as the moderator of this site. I usually write prose and an occasional limerick for friends and am not used to writing this type of poem. I really appreciate your comments.
DeleteLove your poem. Writing does seem to save us when we need it most!
ReplyDeleteLovely reminder that we are in that writing boat together!
ReplyDeleteYes we are. Whenever, I think it's just me I can read the same struggles in others.
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