Dreams Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Dreams are forever
Flowing till they die
Beautiful made and claver
Each their knotting tie
Some can never fly
Onto fields of gold
Make out reality tie
That to life will hold

Only making to wishes
Broken wings of thought
That the world dismisses
To forgetfulness brought
Some will reach their high
Dreams to dream fast
Open up the starry sky
All its glisten vast

Dreams are always here
Everywhere around
Giving their touch to share
When they become found
Find your dreams today
In every field and reach
Let them fly and play
Much they offer to teach