Dreams
Dreams take me
back
to another place and
time
to a time when I was
younger
full of life and in my
prime.
If only I could dream
now
as I did back then
without any doubts and
fears
willing to take a chance
again.
But this is reality my
friend
where life can be
cruel
like a lion stalking his
prey
in a jungle without any
rules.
You feel his ever
presence
you look but cannot
see.
You know you're going
down
but when you can't
foresee.
If only I could
dream
with security and hope
again
I'd be willing to take a
chance
without a second thought my
friend.
But instead I dream with
caution,
uncertainty and
fear
not knowing what my future
holds
afraid the lion will still
be near.
Poem by Carol
Barton
Copyright 2002 ~ Carol
Barton
Artwork by Josephine Wall
Original Composition
by Cosmos
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