Saturday, May 19, 2007
Dreams
When I was a kid, I forged wishes and dreams
I said, “I’ll fight for justice and bathe on streams”
“I’ll help the poor and have a laugh with daddy”
“I’d have a nice job and always act bravely”
But when I grew up I found myself in tears
Those things are farther from me than it appears
I’m not a hero and I don’t have a dad
Too many days passed wherein I was so sad
But then, I stood back up and made up my mind
I’ll chase these dreams and leave all the pain behind
After all, I’m no longer alone. I have…
I’ve entrusted these dreams to someone I love