Devon McElveen

(April 3,1993 / Norwalk, CT)

Childhood Dreams


I was once a child,
A phrase all of us may say.
As children we dream,
Dream as high as the sky is blue.

We dreamed plenty,
Every night was magical.
Dark nights of wonder.
Hopes to make these dreams come true.

As time passed,
Our dreams soon faded away.
Those thoughts in our minds
Disappeared as we all grew.

These new nights of sleep
Seem to feel so much more empty.
Blankness clouds our minds.
Where are those dreams that we once knew?

We used to aim so high
Always aiming for the stars.
Now our aim is off
What could be obscuring our view?

Should we make a change?
Awaken the child within?
Let the child run free
So that we can dream anew.

Submitted: Tuesday, December 17, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, December 17, 2013

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