Dreams end,
Life begins.
Each morning,
All over again.
~
By the end
Of the day,
Hope can fade
Of a dream come true.
~
But hope
Springs eternal,
And sprouts anew
In old dreams.
~
And the sun
Rises a fresh
And upon the face
Of the earth, a new day.
~
On this walk we go
Until, at last
The end of days
Comes our way.
~
~
~
©
Rexx
No comments:
Post a Comment