the moment we
believe in our
dreams, they
become something
to hope for
like a cat on a window
ledge, always looking
out as life passes by,
some of us are prisoners
never longing for more
‘tis the season of
peace and sacred
light, blossoms softly
frosted, love’s pure
longing, come to
quiet our souls
through the dark night
~kat
like mercury colliding... 
December 17th, 2017 at 5:23 am
I really like the poems- about dreams becoming something to hope for – dreams are precious aren’t they. Also the watching cat image- so vivid. Thank you..
LikeLiked by 1 person
December 17th, 2017 at 7:45 am
Thank you. I thought about the dreams I had that I didn’t believe could ever happen and wonder if I had only believed. 🤔
LikeLike
December 17th, 2017 at 2:25 pm
Beautiful
LikeLiked by 1 person
December 17th, 2017 at 2:27 pm
❤️
LikeLiked by 1 person
December 17th, 2017 at 2:30 pm
Marvelous! 😎😎😎🥀🥀🥀
LikeLike