Just A Dream

Sometimes we look at things,
and dream what we want them to be.
Sometimes they are merely dreams,
and are gone when the next morning comes.
However there are times when,
what we dream about becomes a reality,
and we see that just a dream,
there before our eyes.
At first we cannot believe it,
so we take a second look,
just to make sure we are not dreaming,
and that it is very real.
When we find it is real,
we want to sing it from the rooftops,
and tell everyone in sight.
Our heart is all a flutter
and we are walking on air.
Finally, we have been blessed,
with one of our dreams coming true.

16 September 2007

poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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