Dreams
Travel I dream on a free dime, broke I am in this thoughtless mind. Money is evil, but it must be in hand, to live a dream full, it must be paid. Sad slumber night to troubled morning wakes, not for a dreamer, not for the strength, simple be by light and day, no path for my dreams I can take. Lost with fear of ambition is at stake. None, I have to travel this day. Be not my drifted dreams for the gypsy I am but the power to be, I have none. Stuck full of wonder, dreams I have dreamed, blessed be my heart, for I have yet to see.
By:Jennifer B. Hatton
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