Dreams

By Kaitlynn Summerfield

By KaitlynnPublished 2 months ago • 1 min read

"Journey" art by Kaitlynn Summerfield

Do dreams always fade and wither?

Like children from their dreams?

Do imaginations go,

when they all begin to grow?

The life once so simple is suddenly not,

So then it fades quickly, or,

do dreams slowly rot?

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Kaitlynn

I love to write because I believe in the bravery of putting out works to inspire. But more importantly, I believe in the bravery it takes to speak up for those whose stories deserve to be heard and truths that must be revealed.

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