Dreams are reflections of the heart the soul.Secret wishes nobody knows. Empty faces with shadows forgotten lost. Memories too far gone. Hand prints left behind by love that's faded with time. Magic is a reflection of believing without any fear. Between all the laughter the tears the beauty found within. That nobody takes time to see. The magic nobody believes. As each tear falls the reflections begin to fade. As the rain washes them away.
some very beautiful lines/thoughts particularly like.."Hand prints left behind by love that's faded with time."...and.."As the rain washes them away." is a particularly good ending for the feelings in the poem as a whole...good write...elo..
jk2youSYDNEY, New South Wales AustraliaMar 9, 2013
"Hand prints left behind by love that's faded with time. ' Sad reflections, maybe best this way.
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Sad reflections, maybe best this way.