Forget about being realistic,
When it comes to dreams kept and are wished.
Forget about keeping them limited...
Or sharing them with minds found to be negative.
Pots of gold at the end of rainbows...
Can be yours to hold.
And no one else has a need to know.
Or from you heard to be told!
Dreams that are wished can come true to exist,
If...
Kept them near to hold.
To witness them bestowed.
Don't pick from wishes others may admit,
Just...
Dream your own.
And, don't pick from wishes you believe to be limited.
Just...
Dream your own.
No need to reveal them to make it known.
Forget about nit-wits who persist,
That what you wish is a foolishness.
Pots of gold at the end of rainbows...
Can be yours to hold.
And no one else has a need to know.
Or from you heard to be told!
Forget about being realistic,
When it comes to dreams kept and are wished.
Dream your own.
And witness them bestowed and known!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem