Poems - Nate Hall
Thursday, February 13, 2014
To Wake and Dream
To Wake and Dream
These stars that form
Are ever changing things
To shift like stones
And dirt beneath the waves
To hear and taste
The earthy smell of rain
To wake and sleep and dream
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