Dreamers
What would the world be without dreamers?
No fanciful thoughts to enhance our lives,
To be satisfied with what use to be,
Is to suffocate the will to thrive.
No plans, trains or automobiles,
For anyone to drive.
No medicine to cure,
Much pain to endure,
No music, dance or art,
To quench a thirsty heart.
Without any of the above,
We’ve lost be for we start.
Copyright © Steve Crismond | Year Posted 2015
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