Karen Lee


Yesterday Dreams


Hope differ makes the heart sick
Yesterday I was sick, sick
Thought I had it all
In fact I had nothing at all

I had a dream in my heart
Yes I thought I had it all
Truth to be known, it was only a thought
One that I Never taken from my heart

What are thoughts if they do not take to heart
They are ideas of ones dream waiting to be born
They are concepts waiting to take form
They are the shadows of reality only in thoughts

Don't make your dreams a thing of the Past
Don't keep your dreams in yesterday thoughts
Don't make your make sick because you never have the courage to bring it to past
Don't keep your dreams in thoughts, how will they ever be born

Yesterday dreams can come to past
All that dreams you have in your heart
Today is never too late
Actually, this is the day...

Submitted: Tuesday, April 01, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, April 01, 2014

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