innocent dreams
held
in cradled arms
cooing at their beauty
and luminess
prideful desires
of future empires
and never ending legacies
stand we in pride
readied to stride
towards forever's
eternity
but we all will
expire
and we all will
tire of the
innocent dreams
held
in cradled arms
I really like this, even though it is so sad and can actually be read as the one being cradled or by the one cradling. Either way it speaks to me of the disappointments in life, and we all have those. Well done!
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