Dreams Now Extinct 4 Once the Fashioner of the Future
Dreams now extinct – 4
Once the fashioner of the future
Dreams that once built castles – from dream dust – in the skies.
Becoming the stuff reality fashioned for our adventurous eyes.
Dreams that once took us on glorious journeys, in flight,
upon the wings of our own design – that was such a sight.
Dreams of a psychic nature gave cause for, reflection
guiding one to a path, in order to take that right direction.
Dreams have become extinct now – they have all gone.
There are none left, – what went wrong ? – to carry on.
Life has happened !!!, that is all.
And now, and in age – in the fall,
before winters cold cruel winds call -
life that was lived, is all I am able to recall.
B. J. “A” 2
June 20th 2005
Copyright © William J. Jr. Atfield | Year Posted 2015
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