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The Dream
by Marijo Phelps This dream has a start as all dreams do, It will meet it's end in years too few. It started it's life so clear and new Through the years to death it flew. Their friendship strong in high school started, Then came college and they were parted. Separations were long and vacations flew, Each dated others but only a few. Summer now For reacquaintence and fun, The dream had lived Through college year one. Back to school Again in fall; And so it went Four years in all. Slowly something happened, Something had been a change, They realized That "they" seemed strange. Since high school It had been "they" How could it just Fade away? Those precious years That went so fast, Who couldn't those precious years Last and last? But dreams are like that In every way, They come and then They fly away. Leaving the dreamers Empty and alone, As those from whom This dream has flown. My blog is: http://myincrediblelord.blogspot.com/ (C) Marijo Phelps all rights reserved. Use with proper credits. About Self Saved by His grace in 1974, from 9 years of professing atheism into His loving arms. RN for 23 years, missionary with YWAM then statistical analyst for Every Home for Christ over 9 years. Living with my husband in the middle of a mountain meadow. GRIN! Wanting to spread the good news Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |