Comments : The Stuff That Dreams Are Made Of

  • 14 years ago

    by Ingrid

    MaryAnne,

    This takes me back so many years, to the time when I was a teenager myself...like you, I was a romantic as well and it is so nice to see that romance is still alive!

    The images you made me see were so innocent and pure and well..really lovely:)

    I imagine you and I
    dancing in blushing skies
    hopeful comets laughing
    as they fall right on by.
    Tangerine clouds roll past
    inviting us to seek above
    we hold hands and ride
    through the tunnel of our love.

    ^^
    All your poems make perfect sense, not just some pretty words thrown together to impress, but very mature writing, that reveals the mind of a young, intelligent woman:)