Dreams crashed
I stand on my suitcase to dream taller
Hopes dashed
I'd crawl inside if I were just a bit smaller
Memories faded
I open up my suitcase and moth flies out
Outlook jaded
Really I don't need this perhaps I'll throw it out
New lining
Patchwork silk and cotton ease my cares a bit
Hinges shining
I've polished up the brass works with my well determined spit
Time flies
Photographs of promise I choose to stuff inside
God lies
Nothing here but suitcase dreams.....my faith has finally died
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Cat Givens
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November 16, 2005 God LIes......... a suitcase dreams two word challenge
March 31, 2006 09:18 AM EST
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Comments: 13
I'd never pack off these cares to goodwill, though. I'll just send them up in smoke, OK?
Thanks, Jessie, for your compliment.