we all live within the echo of our dreams
& the confines of reality but we are trying
To find away to make the dream & reality
The same. But as we go along day to day
Disapointment & reality become truth & our
Dreams become less important, the key is
Finding a way to make reality as good as
Our dreams, then life becomes a dream
Rather then just a reality!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good poem. it reminded me of that movie with chris reeve and jane seymour where he had done it, was living his dream until he found the penny in his coat pocket that said 1979 on it. I wish I could think like I did when I was 10 again, but those days, and dreams, have been trampled over by most everyone I've ever met. take care