Poetry

Dreams and Hopes (#1131)

My dreams call me
And ask what happened?
I happened- merely me.

I had such hopes and dreams,
They’re so hard to recall now,
As is the way- with dreams.

Yet their message remains clear,
They are not lost, I should seek them,
But the how- it’s not so clear.

Any Thoughts?

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