Author: Barbara Goodhew
Wishing our dreams would come true.
If all our dreams we have came true,
In some of them we would be , murderers,
In some we are famous, rich and loved by all,
healthy bodies and minds.
In our dreams we can be anything.
So when blue have a nap and dream of what could be.
Making your dreams come true.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Capricorn (126.96.36.199) -- Saturday, July 1 2006, 08:10 pm|
When I have a sleep ~ even when I don't dream, I always feel better.
|Katie (188.8.131.52) -- Wednesday, November 15 2006, 11:26 pm|
It was kinda confusing but I love the ending its so real.
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