Poem 014 – Reveries
Come bright future, yes, come to me. Let me mount your winged reveries.
Bask while the sun is golden, tread dewy grass with bare feet. Take a walk and pause to feel each step, each lift, let the music move you to dance.
Word Count = 65 words Estimated Reading Time = 15 seconds Genre = Poetry
Word Count = 55 words Estimated Reading Time = 15 seconds Genre = Poetry
Budding (adjective) – beginning and showing signs of promise in a particular sphere.
Remember (verb) – have in or be able to bring to one’s mind an awareness of (someone or something from the past).