Dreams (poem)


I can’t prove to you

Or tell you that they’re true



If only we knew

What wonders we can do



Who am I in my easy chair

This throne of my accomplishments

Telling you about all the...

Sharing with you all of the...



Enchantment’s hue

Or just a madman’s spew


Things we thought were through

A sleeping hope renew



Who am I in my silly years

This throne of a life well spent

Recounting all the precious...

Memories of moments with...


Some things hold on to

Visions bearing your hue


Just an old one’s view

Picture promises drew


Of dreams




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bravewarrior 2 years ago from Central Florida

Dreams are magical. They come to us in slumber and the drive our days. Dreams are what life is made of.

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vkwok 2 years ago from Hawaii

Dreams remain a big part of our lives. Amazing as ever, Martin!

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Gypsy Rose Lee 2 years ago from Riga, Latvia

Lovely and just dreamy.

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