dreamers' delight
dreams last a season...but yours have no rhyme or reason.
No chance,
only the length of a dance,
only the time, of a tune.
dreams last a day....
but rain, clouds and rainbows go away.
we sit, we walk,
we laughed, we talked.
cycling, skipping, running along,
a quaint countryside.
an orange sorbet.
a summer afternoon.
an old chair.
very comfortable.
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