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Cobwebs...A poem

Had that dream again…wrote a poem.

There are certain cobwebs that just cannot be reached And as I wake from dreaming you’re back here among the sheets Over years the dream it changes as the mind rewinds Memories that first were scathing turn into something kind Young love is strewn with flowers bright as early morn But some flowers like the roses also come with thorns And upon those thorns we get pierced and we see a little blood But time is like a plaster that mends you back to love And now that both our lives are fine and strangers we remain You remember only good things so it wasn’t all in vain There are certain cobwebs that just cannot be reached They dance and stir upon the air they rest on memories beach Some cobwebs are for keeping To be snagged on when you’re sleeping And I send you my love With a laugh and a smile and a shove

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