![]() When it comes to dreamers...A Poem by Sandra Acevedo![]() What is money, but the root of all evil.![]() Unlike the man wearing silver and gold, His dreams often dismissed, Then one day someone hears his voice, For in this our world of matter, In my life I have loved and lost, And though I’ve cried and felt and hurt; Listen to me closely, a humble man I choose to be On me there are no possessions, For when it comes to dreamers you see, The world might close its doors on us,
© 2011 Sandra AcevedoAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on May 2, 2011 Last Updated on May 2, 2011 Author![]() Sandra AcevedoMiami, FLAboutWhat about me could I say to make you like me, what about me could I say to make you stay. Mother, lover, daughter, friend. It is who I am. more..Writing
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