Best Poem of T.S. Wilkins

I'Ll Have My Dream
What sorrow struck the willow tree?
Is it the same that's stricken me
Where in my soul, I once was free...
And now it claims the best of me?

What joy and peace have I to keep
When low I am, and long I weep
A soul that cannot rest to sleep,
While pain and hurt lie still too deep.

Dark . . .
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Dare To Dream
My soul…..

A crystal piece of glistening glass
So useless now it seems,
Dropped by the hands of wishes…
Shattered by my dreams.

Reaching for that sparkling wonder
But really, it’s too far
So why should I dare to dream
When I am the falling star?

Doubt now lies like ancient dust< . . .
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