Dreams

Years ago, when I was a child, 

I had a lovely dream at night, 

I dreamt of becoming a poet,

A Book of Poems, I would write. 

If we never followed our dreams,

Or wished upon a star,

We’d miss out on the chance to be,

Much better than we are.

So always keep those dreams alive,

Don’t let them fade away,

It’s possible, one of your dreams,

Will come true someday!