You sweat and worry
About making the grade;
If you can get this one done
You’ve got it made.
Fears and self doubts
Always creep about
Disturbing your dreams;
A journey it seems
With no end.
But this is your challenge;
Your choice
And yours alone.
You must stand prepared
Ready to make the call;
Pay the piper his due
Lest you stumble and fall.
It is ‘your’ dream after all;
You must carry its burdens
If you seek its rewards.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very lovely write about dreams. Well dreams if they really come true one can die saying he did everything write. Good poem mam.