Dreamers Dream

Dreamers Dream elegy

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Dreamers differ in dream they dream,
From heart to eyes they speak of dreams,
Dreams of love, words and strings they dream.
A little boy dreams of bright sky,
To see his dreams flying high like kites,
A dreamer dreams of dream unfailing.
The men I met too have dreams,
Riches to gather and lock in vaults,
They gather more for maybe their final call.
I see the dreams differ in every way,
Rugged man that in corner lay,
Dream was different of his in every way.
Eyes waited of little grace,
Rugged he laid for a resting place,
A drop of water somebody just poured in case.
Dolls, ribbons and tea sets,
Wish she had the finest,
Dream of this little girl, separate her for the rest.
Girl may she become the fairest,
Dream of a boy she dreams the best,
Love to her must come the one so perfect.
Dreams I see they all have different,
Mothers dream of children to be perfect,
Fathers dream them to be strongest.
They dream of a perfect little world,
An isle for their children,
The immaculate drape, the perfect prayers.
I too have a dream and the dream shattered,
A new dream in shape of silence,
Dream to die a dream to be frozen in my cascade.

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Rebecca Alick

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I'm a constant learner, love watching birds, can spend hours appreciating nature and write canto to describe its beauty....an amateur photographer and a writer, but still love to sprinkle on the white pages with my thoughts, writing is a catharsis for me.
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Preeti
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Of the different dreams in different lives…nicely written!

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