I am dealing with you,
I am dealing with her
And once the lights have gone dim
I look into the sky
And I see the beautiful patterns
That are meant for me.
The stars are gleaming at me
And when I lie in bed
I dream big dreams.
I know you
And the bells are ringing.
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This amazing little poem has beauty and rhythm. What an imagination! I was moved to tears.
more please, I love your poem