[8] A Dream
- Lorraine Johnson
- Feb 9, 2021
- 1 min read
Updated: Mar 28, 2021
Once I saw a fleeting star and watched it from afar
It seemed adrift, meandering— intentioned, not astray
I thought it something beautiful, unable to be touched
Until one day it came to me, appearing just as such.
And there I came to know it—my very own dream upfront
So known and formed, though not from far—yet fleeting ever just.
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