Chasing Dreams

Chasing Dreams short poem

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Chasing dreams in the night
Powerful thoughts with lots of fight
Dreams of space and time
Imagination wanders as I unwind
Fairies and unicorns in my world
Things I always dreamed of as a young girl
Dreams keep you going to the next day
Often help you find your way
Flying Pegasus carries me
High in the sky, feeling so free
Chasing dreams in the night
Dream warrior ready to fight
Darkness comes to my world, things begin to fade
Feelings of wakefulness begins to invade
Morning sun, in my window shining bright
Closing my eyes wishing it was night
Chasing dreams

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Teresa Nicastro

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43 yr old nurse started writing in Nov 2015, a lot of my poetry in military based because I take care of veterans,but am starting to try new things hope you like them.
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