Dreams Poem by Philo Yan

Dreams



Never too old to dream
of a talking moon or
puppies breath or
stars smiling through
the swirling clouds....

Never too young to dream
of what you want to be
a pilot, a drummer or
a butterfly, a bird

Never to late to dream
another dream
another life
another love
another passion
another drive..........

Saturday, August 2, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: dreams
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