Dreams come and go
like they always do,
moments of a time's glow
just while its going through.
All in a short breezy
smiles and sadness way,
for life is not always easy
it has its parts of gray.
Love is though always here
if it is of true reality,
times to enjoy and share
coming in easy and free.
Everything comes around
times that get on through,
good times in there found
so much to give and do.
Like our dreams and ways
memories to recollect,
on to the coming days
some though to neglect.
All is a moment to live
enjoy the times purpose,
some to have and give
all in its shadows and glows.
Life is truly a collage of all kinds of experiences. Nicely portrayed. Thanks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Peter, such a fine poem...10+++