Dream Puffs
In the shelter of his lovely wings
I glide and dream away.
Behind those tender clouds of gentleness
He whispers.
A picture of a future -
so distant and yet so near!
I am cradled back and forth,
these are my memories...
of what is.
of what has been.
and of what will forever be.
I cry & dream away.
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