Snug in the warm comfort
in my world of dreams
a child I am again
leaping kangaroo strides,
thoughts leading me…
…
on my toes I stand atop the Everest
fingertips touching the moon
…
The winds of the deserts beckon
slivers of moonlight
tease with a mystery touch
and here again I wake…
sigh and comprehend reality
as sleep eludes
Hands reach out to finish
Jeffery Archer’s fantastic
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