What a Dream

Ashley

Written at Galentines party I went to.

The dream, love, is meets some at the door, knocking at a young age. 

But it is not some wild eyed boy its mothers love, its fathers tender care. 

Created a solid definition of what love is and should be. 

For some the dream of love reaches them when they are older. They have been confused by lust and infatuation from men who don’t love at all. Leaving them with concrete and bricks to build walls to prevent fakes from coming in.

So when love finally reaches them they think its fools gold. Putting the gentleman through challenges to root out their true desires. 

Then the dream becomes reality. 

Published by Ashley

I wish to accept myself more through discovering more about my Creator, Jesus Christ. Who full of righteousness died for wrathful disobedience people like us and rose again. Defeating death and giving us His righteousness so we can stand before Him. If He did indeed raise from the grave, the ball is in our court. To believe and follow his commandments giving us eternal life with Him. Or to reject Him and face the wrath of our evil deeds which is death eternally and eternal separation from Him.

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