Our Dreams Poem by bob gormley
Our Dreams
Behind the counter, she stares out the door,
It is her window to the corridor...
Will her hopes and dreams come true? ,
Or will she be another, alone and blue? ...
Could I be the one in her life? ,
To be there in her pain and strife? ...
To share my life with someone like you,
Is it an impossible dream, or will it come true? ...
R. Gormley
(circa 2010)
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