We Dream

by reginadee2014

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We Dream

Regina Puckett


They fell in Paris and from New York towers

So cruelly discarded, our precious, delicate flowers

We stand still and consider our heartbreak and loss

We send up prayers and depend on the cross

We hold hands across oceans and distance

We dream of the day we can live in coexistence