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If I Could

Submitted by Rebecca Nesvet on
April, 2022

If I Could

George Weslow

 

To want... is to need,... to need... is to love, and to love... To love?? God... if only time could be altered! For just a little while, would then I be richer than the knight victorious astride his golden steed!

Would that not then be life amongst the nearly dead? Would that not be richer than the wealthiest of men?

In the Springtime

Submitted by Rebecca Nesvet on
April, 2022

In the Springtime

George Weslow

 

Free is the wind
as it whistles through the trees,
whispering its lonliness
carried on the breeze.

Pine needles float down
landing soft as a pillow,
and poetically in motion
sways the sad old willow.

Kimberly

Submitted by Rebecca Nesvet on
April, 2022

Kimberly

George Weslow

 

Who is that child sitting by herself
underneath that big elm tree,
she looks so alone there
will someone please tell me?

To Follow the Impossible Dream

Submitted by Rebecca Nesvet on
April, 2022

To Follow the Impossible Dream

George Weslow

 

How does one go about following a dream?... When reality becomes fantasy, is this impossible?... How can one follow what seemingly leads to nowhere?

But then wait a minute,... Who am I to question the limits of what the mind can conjure?...

I myself am following the impossible dream! Mine is a rainbow, invisible to other eyes, but my eyes see and my mind knows where my dream will lead.

With Me Tonight

Submitted by Rebecca Nesvet on
April, 2022

With Me Tonight

George Weslow

 

The light grows dim                                                                                        
as evening falls,
and off in the distance
a whippoorwill calls.

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