I dreamed a dream some time ago
But lost it when morning came and greeted me;
I think it may be under the bed
Rolling with the dust,
Hiding from the monsters.
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The Garden
PoetryA collection of words that were planted and hopefully will not wilt.
I dreamed a dream some time ago
I dreamed a dream some time ago
But lost it when morning came and greeted me;
I think it may be under the bed
Rolling with the dust,
Hiding from the monsters.