Dream Home

When I wake up from this dream
I will walk along the sea
to find my way home

Everyday I close my eyes
hoping to find
my way home

Home...home...

I'm looking way up a road
to a place where I can sow
the fruits of my dreams

There you are
standing next to me
I only hope that we
follow the same dream

Dream...dream...

by Adryan Barnathan

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and hope he follows on his own accord. to meet in your plentiful dreaming orchard. Where visions dance in your perfect field, and hope upon harvest for a wonderful yeald. Each poem strings me to the next. Keep reading I say.