What do you do about tomorrow,
When you're not so sure of today.
All the dreams you had when young,
Are gone or fading away.
Is it too late to dream again,
Of a future bright and clear.
One that, ensures this time,
No worry, pain or fear.
I'd like to think the answer, no.
Time makes no difference at all.
When one falls or gets delayed,
You dust off and get up from the fall.
Thoughts and words so wise and smart,
You would think it an easy go.
Not for me it never seems,
There is no quid pro quo.
20 comments:
It hard to dream when we get older. Even harder to hold on to the dreamer we once were. Great poem.
I think it's important to try and laugh every day and do something that is only for ourselves, something that makes us happy. If we can find one thing that makes us happy, the dreaming comes just a little easier.
Great Poem. I don't dream as often as I wish I did. I used to day dream all the time, but now I don't have the time.
Now that I'm an empty nester, I think about this all the time. Do I just settle for where I am or do I go back and finish goals I never completed and reach for dreams I once had. I totally relate to this post.
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Love your poem!
Here's one you inspired me to do:
All Because of You
Growing old
– it’s not so hard to do
Not as long as I have you
It’s been 26 years . . . plus
Since the two became us
I still have dreams left to share
But what matters is you still care
Every day is one more chance
To share life’s glorious dance
So my dreams have all come true
Simply fulfilled in loving you
This is a lovely poem. I no longer dream like I used to either. I have decided it is because I am too busy talking to myself:)
I wish I could express myself in poems as beautifully as you just did.
Great poem and blog
kim
Aww I felt that my last dream was over only last week. I announced to the world that I needed a new dream and then all of a sudden what I wanted to do happened out of no where.
I think making changes in the way we view ourselves and our responses is difficult. Moving through and into a new life is challenging.
I enjoyed this poem (I usually don't read poems) very much! I don't mind getting old, but I fear that I might stop dreaming as I get older.
Oh I love this. Dreams are so important, but darn,.. should make time for dreams!
Thanks for the comments, I really appreciate it, esp with the poems that are so much more personal.
And great poem Kim xx
REally great poem. I have to admit Greys took a turn downhill during and after the writers strike, but IT'S BACK BABY with a vengence. My god it's BACK. I think if you watch the last 3 episodes of season 5, you'll be just as excited for season 6.
lol. I think I need a lot of therapy to help my addiction. lol
Great poem. I'm reading a book, How Did I Get Here, and a big part is about dispelling the lie that anyone is too old to dream. It's not true. You may not be able to capture a dream previously sacrificed, but hey, dream a new dream. They are obtainable until you are no longer breathing!
I hope it's not too late since I'm starting fresh myself.
i love it!! but i hope we never give up on our dreams...perhaps we just find new ones!
Nice poem. It reminded me of something sad.
Love it! Absolutely love it.
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This is brilliant.
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