Ship Of Dreams
18 December, 2006
Author: Rick Ryckman
My mind wanders to another place in time.
Thinking back to the years that were young.
When pleasures were simple.
When I rode the carousel dream weaving my tapestry.
The playgrounds were made of cotton candy and ice cream.
When I could build sandcastles in the rain.
Or dreams could be spun from gold.
Memories so vivid I could taste them.
When time surrenders my soul.
I remember many faces that came floating by.
Where are the girls of my youth when I had dreams to keep?
Wrapped in my palace of dreams silently sleeping.
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| frances perez (152.163.100.5) -- Thursday, December 21 2006, 02:40 am I liked this one very much .......it made me remember times gone by......very sweet |
| barb (216.129.12.191) -- Saturday, December 23 2006, 06:40 pm /thanks for sharing this. |
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