There is a place I go

Where dreams are said

Not put to sleep.



Where lighted roses grow

With dizzying scents

Sweet vapors deep.



Mysterious melodies

Of whispering rains

Across bare feet.



And I gaze unto hills.

Blue mists and green

Breathe peace in the whole of me.




  Norma (Twi1ite@sbcglobal.net)

 




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Old Woman On A Bench

Rosebush On A Hill

Mask Of Islam

Laughing Eyes

Petunias

Bliss

Autumn Leaves in Haiku


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