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A house by a stream in a wood.
A family loving and good.
A life where money isn’t the theme,
A world where peace isn’t a dream.

Words on a page in a book,
Pictures on a wall  where I can look.
Music running through my head,
Tummies all warm and fed.

Dreams of a world that won’t ever exist.
Entries at the end of a list.
Was I wrong to bother to dream?
About a house in a wood by a stream.

Copyright  – Mandy Ward, September 2016