Dreaming
I used to beA dreamer
I don't much anymore
The past has proved
A wiser mood
Much different than before
I had a dream
Of destiny
A purpose to this world
Was born to fill
A family's will
Of local prominence
Though silver spooned
From dated birth
The dream would come unfurled
A future rife
In fiscal strife
Was not by preference
I had a dream
Of finding love
Two hearts that beat as one
A special girl
That'd make me curl
My toes up when we kissed
I found a love
We fell in deep
I thought my search was done
Before I knew
Love played untrue
The mark I'd widely missed
I had a dream
Of parenthood
As my fore fathers did
To carry on
When I was gone
Continued lineage
To give a child
A better life
Than when I was a kid
Was just a dream
That lost its gleam
A gap too wide bridge
I had a dream
Of paradise
Of life beside the sea
With crashing surf
The sandy turf
And natives clad in tans
But once again
Another dream
Would slip away from me
As corp'rate crawl
And urban sprawl
Soon sullied virgin sands
I don't believe
In dreaming
Illusions nothing more
The shadows cast
Upon my past
Have darkened Dreamland's door
Poetry by artrotica
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Written on 2005-12-01 at 15:52
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