"Take, if you must, this little bag of dreams", wrote W. B. Yeats.  My poem makes use of the last four words.

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ONE SMALL POEM

Beryl had a little bag...
It was white and full of
precious dreams
to make you think and think

The opening was small -
enough to let one small poem out a day

Closing it was done with
silky ribbon.
It was white and long and as lovely
as the dreams