Dreamer Poem by William F Glennon

Dreamer



Dreams come out at night.
As the dark side shows the light.
Driving you to places, you wanted all your life.

Thoughts yet to be defined.
Riddles that perplex your mind.

The past and present are the same.
Making sense of these dreams becomes the aim.

Dreams might progress to actuality.
What matters is the reality.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Cynthia Buhain-baello 16 April 2012

Beautiful and well written!

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