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| "Youthful, Spirit Visions" ©Mary Montague Sikes |
Youthful
Sometimes in my dreams I hold a baby.
She is beautiful, bright, and unafraid.
When I awaken, I want her to be there,
But she isn't my real world child.
Sometimes I look through a window
Into the cluttered world beyond.
The flowers bloom yellow and bright,
But they are not my flowers.
Sometimes I dance into my imagination.
Charm and beauty put up a wall.
I reach to my beginning,
But it is not my story.
Sometimes I know the meaning that
Once upon a time youth knew.
Now I walk with a different stride
And long for those who are no more.
Mary Montague Sikes

