She
Found Her Dream
By
R.e. Taylor
From
the first day she could dream
She
had one which filled her sleep
And
flooded her daydreams her whole life
She
wanted a place where the air was sweet
Peace
surrounded her
Allowing
her to write and paint
Sometimes
she could dance all alone
To
music only she could hear
After
many, many years she found her dream
A wooden
gazebo hidden in a beautiful garden
She
took a seat on the bench to write a poem
As
she finished, she took her last breath
The
poem was a thank you to God
He
let her live long enough to find her dream
And
that was all she ever wanted
So,
she died in the way that she wanted
And
that made her happy
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