The Ghost Of A Dream Poem by Karen Wood

I whisper to the silence,
Bring me back my dream.
It went away so long ago
And now it’s rarely seen.

It breaks my heart when I’m alone
And look up to the stars.
For I miss my dream, now all that’s left
Are memories and scars.

I caught a glimpse the other night,
Or was that just the ghost
Of another disappearing dream
Like the one I love the most.

Perhaps each star that twinkles
Was once somebodies dream.
And now they light the universe,
As they ride the cosmic stream.