Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.
Dreams are the basis of all exploration inside as well as outside. Whatever the man has achieved, the starting point, invariably were dreams. Great poem.
dream me like whip cream oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh
This poem gave me strength during my difficult times in my life.
This poem is comforting me. It acts as an antidote to despair and reminds me of the vital importance of dreaming.
I believe that dreams will not last forever unless you keep that dream and hold it close to your heart and keep trying to achieve that specific dream.
Dreams do come true many do not last long, often not with the person you thought would be with you
dreams should die just like you! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
looks like someone forgot to charge their phone at night