A thought, a dream

an idea that gleams.

A question, an answer

graceful moves of a dancer.

The sunset, the sunrise,

the sadness of goodbyes.

The howling of the wind when

the rain splatters down,

a beautiful lady in a bright satin gown.

A comforting hand to hold very tight,

a twinkling star in the night.

There is a world full of poems

which haven't been written,

and it is up to you to find

where they are hidden.