william sawyers

Rookie (2/12/63 / Walnut Creek, Ca)

The Dream - Poem by william sawyers

I was born to dream, and have them to become true. They appear to me right out of the blue.
I wished for a car and then a house and that’s what I got. Then I dreamed of getting a wife and some kid’s and to become rich. I got my wife then the kid’s. I haven’t yet to become rich. But, I'm not stuck in an old ditch.
Next I dreamed of being an inventor. What a wish as I’m getting bigger. This wish has become true, and I’m getting bolder. Any one can do it. Give it thought and some time, Let it ferment like a good wine. At first it will smolder, and then you’ll make it. So start off small then goes as big as you want! ! ! Don’t feel blue; it’s all up to you. Good luck from the dreamer.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 16, 2009



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