‘Dreams’ By Saun ”Poet”

March 5, 2011

Dreams do come true they really do. Where do we begin and where will we end?

If I were a mere drop of rain I would hope to fall upon a brightly colored flower disperse myself across the beauty of its color.
If I were a cloud I would travel with the sun at my side I would only want to be a decoration bright a ever !!

If I were a star my sparkle would be as the sparkle that I see in his eyes every time he looks at me…

If I were the words…that escape my thoughts I would paint the ghettos and less fortunate areas with beautiful words that would leave no room for poverty.

If I were not a dreamer…
If I were not a hopeful person…
If I didn’t have love…
If I didn’t give love…

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Dreams wouldn’t exist. For you see we all are dreamers because our dreams keep our Hope and Faith alive!

Keep dreaming…


Poem inspired by reader Saun “poet” after reading A-listers Urge Obama To Support Gay Marriage

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