A POEM WITH NO NAME
I dream of a world in a heavenly
sky,
A world so perfect that I to start cry,
I rise into the sky as if i could fly,
This dream is not a lie it's a place i dream of when i die,
The dream fades and i awake with a sigh,
In the dream I did not live nor die,
When my life comes to an end I will leave for something better it seems,
And then as live in this world a live and well this world is the prefect world
in my dreams,
I got my life and my friends and my girl to be there for me so all is good
to me it seems,
The poem ends and my life is still begins,
by:Aaron Conley
