Too Much Pressure Poem by Liam Flaherty

Too Much Pressure

With joyous eyes
and happy thoughts,
I kept these dreams
locked in a box.

To keep them near
and keep them dear,
I sealed them tight
with key and lock.

But woe is fate,
it's brought to me
a much too late
epiphany.

For little dreams
still need to breathe
or they will choke
and suffocate.

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