Dream of Cherishing

Courtesy: Pixabay
Courtesy: Pixabay
It was a dream she'd had,
enough to fill her heart,
love and tenderness,
affection that'd never part,
a hand to hold when walks were cold,
a winter's evening in a snowy park.

A better life, an imagined life,
a new start,
baring no likeness
to a childhood torn apart,
and when he asked the heartache passed,
a dream of cherishing in her heart.

©December 2018, November 2021
Christina Anne Hawthorne

About Christina Anne Hawthorne

Alive and well in the Rocky Mountains. I'm a fantasy writer who also dabbles in poetry, short stories, and map making. My Ontyre tales are an alternative fantasy experience, the stories rich in mystery, adventure, and romance. Alternative fantasy? Not quite steampunk. Not quite gothic. In truth, the real magic is in those who discover what's within.
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