When I have nothing to do, I think myself out, walking down a long winding Curvacious road of unborn dreams. My eyes are upon the beauty of God's creation. I see life in the trees, flowers, leaves and sunshine. I feel the cool warm wind gently touch my face. I'm happy, I feel no conflicts. I walk in unborn dreams, hoping for their birth. But, until then "Dear Lord" please don't take these dreams from me. Vikki D. AKA Victoria B.
1975 senior year of high school.
My mother had saved this poem I wrote that appeared in the High School Newspaper.
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