Am I Too Old To Dream

I look into the mirror wondering where the time has gone
I see only a shell of myself, It really hadn’t been that long                        Just tired bones and achy feet that barely shuffle around
The years have been mighty rough on the top side of the ground
But I have memories of faded years, filled with many a scheme
Don’t tell me even as broke down as I am, that I’m too old to dream

Why, I’ve had a life of dreams that I managed to bring into the fold
More adventures and pleasures and the memories are untold
One experience after another that years can never erase
And many tried to defeat me, more than I care to face

The thief of time has stolen my days, like a river erodes the land
It has worn down my hopes and torn away my plans
My body has forsaken me so, on the past I must lean
Though the snares of life block my way
Am I too old to dream?





















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Radice Avatar
October 26, 2023 at 12:27 PM
They say you get older when your dreams turn to regrets. Don't let them is what I say. I've recently realised that I've started to walk with my hands behind my back so I must be getting old...but I still dream. :) I really enjoyed your poem Patrick. Thanks for sharing. Cheers - Gary
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August 27, 2023 at 2:50 PM
One is never too old to dream, dreams keep us going when the going gets tough and all folk desire that thing called love… Belle
Kelly Avatar
August 27, 2023 at 7:31 PM
So right Belle, thanks for sharing, lets keep dreaming.
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