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In the twilight shadows
In the landscape of our dreams
Hidden in the whispers
That drift down on pale moonbeams
We catch a fleeting glimpse
From the corner of our eye
There’s a world of awe and wonder
Which lies just beyond our sight
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I want to float down the Mystic River
Through this enchanted land
Through emerald fields, past lavender mountains
Never tread by the foot of man
One moment seems a lifetime
Drifting toward the sea of silver
Beneath an endless pastel sky
Floating down the Mystic River
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A griffin on the wing
Beating hooves of unicorns
Stirring of the wood nymphs
Announce a new day is born
A land bathed in splendour
That so few will ever see
Safely nestled back in our past
Only glimpsed in memory
About the Creator
Randy Baker
Poet, author, essayist.
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Comments (1)
I love this!