The Bluestone Review 2025

Children’s Section

A Dream That Never Ended Olivia Glossop

When I’m in a reverie it feels like imagination like in illusion in a dreamworld Where I tend to control everything that is fantasy and where everything in there is made of dreams Somewhere, I always manage to come back to when i’m in a deep slumber or mange while I’m in whimsy daydream Some say my mind is just a haze But went i’m in dreamland the way it feels like a warm home full of love I could just sleep forever, and keep dreaming among the stars.

The Workbench With The Upcoming Engine Brady Sark

The workbench blanketed in smokey copper rust With the engine being restored on the head of it The bolts, and screws laying beside it With the life slowly returning The red truck with luscious snow on each side And the bright green tree hanging just off of it

The old man with the goodWD-40 Coating it from every single angle

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