Poetry: No Longer Dreams

poetryNo Longer Dreams

My dreams.

Are no longer dreams.

It is no longer the sandman.

That lulls me into sleep.

He is not the one.

To bring me peace.

While I lay asleep.

It is the reaper.

Coming to take me.

About Lisa Lunney

A Canadian gal that firmly believes words can change the world. An avid reader, writer and Autumn/Winter lover. She excels at communications and writes for pleasure and profession.
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