once upon a faded dream

I had this buried in an old journal, and when I was searching for the original copies of poems I'd posted here, I came across it again. I had a habit of trying to incorporate images from previous poems; I was trying to have a continguous series going. ©9/17/1989

once upon a faded dream,

a soiled, once-white rag

lay in a sad, tattered heap

on the just-waxed tile floor

it reminded me of a girl

i used to know quite well

once upon a faded dream

once upon a faded dream,

a flower so fragile struggled for life

beneath a late spring snow:

'twas a rose born under the light

of a young lovers' moon,

and touched by passion's flame

once upon a faded dream

once upon a faded dream,

a fence of briars surrounded this rose

and she could not break free

till the blade of love cut the fence

and tore down the walls she'd built

with just a pure feeling

once upon a faded dream

once upon a faded dream,

hope fertilized the rose into a garden of joy

under the light of the summer sun

and she began to believe in forever

but into every garden comes a storm

and she put away her dream like she'd a used rag

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