Just a Thought

Written by: Shelbia Chandler

Sometimes I believe my dreams
Are nothing more than empty schemes,

And far from standing great and tall,
The truth reveals me, insignificant, small,

And all the words I say or write
Will vanish with me in the darkest night.

But inside I know I don't dream in vain,
Even when dreams die amid tears of pain.

Because all I dream and all I do
Is dreamt or done for love of you.

So when I die and they forget my name,
If you have loved me, I've got my fame.