another PIM, another for my superstitious little sister.


Filled My Dream

Morning Sun filled my dream,
Only the empty eyes will sleep.
Refuge pillowed the weather-beaten wind,
Gliding twilight wander within.
Earthbound lights leaving the silky sky,
Knowing the globe's mighty head moved high.




Poetry by Catherine Stout
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Written on 2006-06-05 at 00:51

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