Andrea Ugona

The Dreamer - Poem by Andrea Ugona

A: You are a dreamer
B: Not really
A: Yes you are
B: No I am not
A: Yes you are, pipe down let me tell my interestee.
She dreams of flowers that dance in the wind,
She dreams of ice – creams that cry in the sun,
She dreams of guys that have the best of manners (as if) ,
And she dreams of food that bubble and simmer on the fire.
She dreams of a fruitful universe,
She dreams of a woman president (that’s me) ,
She dreams big and wide,
But like the snow, it melts away.
B: All that you say my friend will happen, you just wait and see.
A: As if.

Listen to this poem:

Comments about The Dreamer by Andrea Ugona

  • (5/17/2009 9:44:00 AM)

    It comes to human existentialism.The poem is great10++ (Report) Reply

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
Read all 1 comments »

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 17, 2009

[Report Error]