A string of hope in a small attire,
With feathers lingering in a circle,
Attractive to the eye’s desire,
Woven in webs of life eternal.

Binding everything together,
Making all things connect,
Trimmed in crimson feather,
Is its Notable rustic charm effect.

Dreams align the stars in your favour
They also can alter destiny too,
A pure heart receives this waiver,
It’s what a dream catcher can do.

Dangling above your bed,
Dancing in a swirl,
Is the dream catcher waiting to be fed,
With your dreams in rippled curl.

Just off the edge,
Where the sky shines blue,
Daisies take the pledge,
Dreams do come true.
-Adelene Coelho