What dreams are made of!

What dreams are made of!

Era’s come and go.
Light hearted laughter,
ushers them along.

Flash forward,
from the Victorian,
to the 1920’s, to the 50’s.

In the modern age we met.
Through three cities we have traced.
Upon the third between sister cities
I got lost in your smile.
Hello beautiful!


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