A Drean Ain't Come True Poem by Dona Jean

I pray,
I'm guide in your way.
I wish,
Ain't me diminish.
I dream,
Were together when you're deem.
I wish I can draw,
In a paper like you.
I wish I could be a cloud,
A cloud who touches the mountains mound.
I wish I could be a star,
A star cannot be reach from a far.
I wish I could be a thunder,
A thunder whose anger so danger.
I wish I could be a wind,
Dancing in airy sky within.
A serenity night full moon,
Like a cadena de amor praying for more to bloom.
A heavy melancholy rain,
Crying teas of never ending pain.
I wish I'm the one who can wipe your tears,
So I may take thou bestow your fears.
This impossible dream to be true,
From girlhood 'til now dreaming like Cinderella glass shoe.