Ten Thousand Things

April 3, 2017

When I sleep and rest my eyes
My mind she thinks
Ten thousand things
Sometimes waking dragons
And awful, horrible, terrible things
Or she rests in peace
Delving into more magic things
Flying high with no restraints
Unencumbered by earthful ties
She soars, she dares
She climbs the stairs
Into a world
Where there are no cares
There tonight
Maybe I will dwell
No one knows nor can tell
I only hope the night will pass
Giving me in sleep a chance
To dream
Another wondrous
Ten thousand things.
~ Patrice

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A very thought provoking write.

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by The Muscleheaded Blog April 6, 2017 at 4:32 am

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- Glad it gave you a gentle push (I hope!) in thought 😀
  
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  by Patrice April 6, 2017 at 11:33 am
  
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  - Yes, indeed !!!!!!! 🙂
    
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    by The Muscleheaded Blog April 7, 2017 at 1:07 am

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