I Had A Dream Poem by Max D. Hornbogen

Well I had a dream, a dream that could not had been broken. This is where the memories flow, just like a river flowing down stream. Well this dream is so perfect and this moment is so true. Even when everything seems to fall, we can just pick our self’s up again and start something new. Sometimes broken hearts can mend, but not all of them can. So this dream is a dream that could had been filled with childhood day’s. Sometimes the nights seem long and hour’s seem to slip away. Well I had a dream, a dream of my father walking down the aisle, just holding hands with me. Now that is a dream that is worth waiting for.

May 27th 2008
Max D. Hornbogen