Dreams are as the dust of stars

All we are or will ever be tomorrow

Spring from the dreams of yesteryear

Life without dreams a thing of sorrow

Improbable dreams are best of all

From them spring the finest in life

Small dreams are filling life,

Like a ball, with drums and fifes

Sounds of laughter and joyfulness

And the deep warmth of small triumphs

Dream again those moments of delight

Enrich your life and all the world

 

#dreams, #dreaming

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