by Wayne H Thoden
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What dreams in youth that had I
The future seemed so bright
I felt that I could touch the sky
And all would be all right
But years pass on, reality bites
Its teeth can tear the heart
Dreams that once were held so tight
Begin to fall apart
But not to dream that will not do
For every day and night
Without my dreams to hold to
Would not be worth the fight
So dream your dreams and set your goals
And inside keep believing
For not to dream would leave a hole
Far worse than not achieving
ã Wayne Thoden
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|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|i concur, gaye dale....great write, wayne! so insightful! (((HUGS))) and love, your texas friend, karen lynn. :D|
|Reviewed by Gaye Dale (Reader)
|So true, Wayne, so true!
I asked myself this question recently - What would I do if I could do anything and time, money, opportunity, etc were not to be considered restraints...
The answer was rather surprising.
I think that most of us tend to drift through life, taking the opportunities and walking through the open doors that present themselves because it seems the sensible thing to do but very rarely are they congruous with our dreams.
Yes, we need to hold our dreams a little tighter.