Dreams are made to follow
Hills are made to climb
Losing is hard to swallow
But we get stronger all the time
The dreams that dreamers follow
Often die along the way
But dreamers live to dream another day
Not dreaming when I say this is a short but sweet write. Love, Fran xx
Dream on lol, nice write, I love to dream, best wishes Lynda xx
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I would like to translate this poem
What would life be without a dream? Very inspiring, Mike. Warm regards, Sandra