Tuesday, October 27, 2015

The Dream Weaver

Image Credit - Pixabay

OctPoWriMo Day -  27

Once upon a time

In a land far away

There lived a dream weaver

Who would weave dreams all day 

The dream keeper had no home

He had no kith or kin

You would always find him alone

Thinking of dreams that he could spin

If you ever happen to see him

Standing on the mountain top

You would see him busy skimming

Sweet dreams off the best crops 

You just might catch him talking

Whispering to the moon in the dark

Or listening to the wind streaming

Catching the brilliant lights that spark

He caught the starlight from the stars

Threaded with silver moon beams

Added the essence of the night dew drops

To weave a world of sweet dreams

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