Saturday, February 20, 2021

The Dreams I Have

Many

So many things I start and don't finish

So many dreams I carry with me always

So many things I wish to do

But life is short, and I run out of time


Fear

Fear still tends to try to stop me

At every corner and turn in the road

At every stop light where I have to make a choice

Left, right, or straight


Wild

Wildly running through life

Looking for the flowers in the mud

Seeing through the fog in the road

And dreaming past the rising of the sun


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