Thursday, December 31, 2015

DREAMS



I was as light as a bird
A spirit flying through the air,
And could see my my home ans my family
But then i woke up
 .
I was on the ground
when I step out of the Dream
things are never looked what they seems
what I thought was real wasn't real at all
.
Nothing is as bright or clear
But my dream is always there 
and it give me a hope that one day it will return
If i am lucky enough i can see my friend my desire again.   
                                                                                                 --GRVDON