Dreams

It was a long time ago,

I had almost forgotten my dream.

Back when everything seemed so

Easy to achieve.

 

I had young hopes,

Goals, if you will.

But as you age, you come to cope,

And let reality fill.

 

I wanted to be an actor,

I wanted to be famous.

But now I'm growing to the factor,

That it's hard to become famous.

 

I don't believe that giving up,

Is ever the right thought.

But too much dreaming sticks you up

In a place you can't be caught.

 

So dream your dreams,

At night, in bed.

Wait for the day when reality beams,

And live until you're dead.

Reviews

[Constance L. Hartwell]

The thing with dreaming is if you do not put forth any action it will go in vain. Dreaming, like faith, should be an action word. I was the biggest dreamer in the world!! I wanted to be a model, then a dermatologist, then a teacher, then I wanted to join the peace corps... There is absolutly nothing wrong with dreaming. But if you use it as a way to hide from reality then it becomes a problem.

This piece was magnificent and very thoughful. Great job.