The Dream

Chris Uncategorized July 9, 2022 1 Minute

The Dream

My mind wanders to a higher ground

Dreaming with no sound

But the birds chirping as the winds blows

The beauty of the dream grows

Rolling hills with sunset bright

This beautiful and wonderful sight

©Chris Chonos

Published by Chris

Published July 9, 2022

johncoyote says:

July 16, 2022 at 10:14 am

Best places, best dreams is when nature is singing to us. A amazing poem Chris.

LikeLiked by 1 person

Reply
1. Chris says:
  
  July 16, 2022 at 11:09 am
  
  Thank you so much
  
  LikeLiked by 1 person
  
  Reply
  1. johncoyote says:
    
    July 16, 2022 at 11:13 am
    
    You are welcome Chris.
    
    LikeLiked by 1 person
  2. Chris says:
    
    July 16, 2022 at 11:58 am
    
    You’re welcome 😀
    
    LikeLiked by 1 person

Enter your comment here...

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

Email (required) (Address never made public)

Name (required)

Website

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change )

You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change )

You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s