Only Dreams by William Prothero

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Only Dreams

My dreams are dreams
Common everyday
Cloud-in-the-sky dreams
Like everybody else’s...

My dreams mean nothing
Because I mean nothing
Because there’s
So many folk on this
Crazy spinning-top
And then just little me
Another blade of grass
Another face in
The train window
As it rolls on past...

But even an ant may dream
His little insect-dreams
Of damper soil
And bluer skies
So I'm OK
As long as it doesn't hurt
Anyone
As long as it doesn't
Hurt...

Watch me go mum
Watch me go dad
I’m chasing my dreams!
A day at a time
And if I fail
If I fall
It doesn’t matter
Because
My dreams are dreams
Nothing more
Only dreams

William Prothero

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Floyd Crenshaw (9/9/2008 10:40:00 AM)
hot damn. good job here. i gave it a ten. i loved the entire concept and what a great way to end it.

David Desantis (7/7/2008 10:00:00 AM)
excellent writing william. Follow your dreams, because eventually they will become more than 'just that'

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William Prothero (1989 / UK)