Tag: Millennium
Poem 72 of 230: MILLENNIUM DREAMS We can control our day’s thought, But not our sleepy night’s dream. My dreams, these nights, are of this sort: Red earth; tanned grass;…
Poem 72 of 230: MILLENNIUM DREAMS We can control our day’s thought, But not our sleepy night’s dream. My dreams, these nights, are of this sort: Red earth; tanned grass;…