Crossing Oceans Poem by Charles Beaty

Aspirations are dreams which are still in the making
nothing unreal not massaged or faking
truth to be told in the years that fly by
a vision in the mist holding in your minds eye
what's been and gone has left one alone
memories to hold with others to be thrown
cast away as autumnal leaves
which crumble to dust then vanish on the breeze
the window is open so take in the view
look to the future and starting anew
nothing is impossible as hope is retrieved
oceans can be crossed and dreams be believed