Bluer skies

Sunshine to me Means hope Which is dope For the foolish At heart Those who start Each day with a gleam In their eyes To spy A bluer sky Where the pies Lie For the dreamers dorothy’spage © 2019 D. E. Young

You May have noticed

that I've depleted my archives I'm out of old rhymes Out of life's past problems Onto life's new time Of glory Celebrating new chances God has given me new vision Except only they're glances Into my future What has yet to be revealed Things that have healed me My present cannot repeal For what God's … Continue reading You May have noticed

Dreamless dreaming

I don't dream anymore At least not like I used to No more dreams like before Ones bout a me and you I wonder why that is I mean why did I stop Will I have them once again You think; probably not dorothy’s page © 2019 Dorothy E. Young

Almost there

The haunting of greatness, It won't let me rest In my spirit, become relaxed in my soul It won't stop till I get To place that I've set - goals Keeping me up late at night With my dreams I do fight But they dare not take flight Forever in my eye sight Ever present … Continue reading Almost there