Rhyming Dreams

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Sometimes when I lay down my head
All tucked up tight upon my bed
I drift and float and start to dream
Cascades of words just like a stream
I wonder at this gift of mine
Delighted I can dream in rhyme
No two dreams are quite the same
My poet's mind did birth this game
Though rhyming dreams are often fun
It's time to call this poem done.

-gws

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