Do I Dare To Dream
I now stand silently at a forked road,
But do I dare to Dream?
My sun-filled soul screams to be free,
My heardened heart whispers conformity.
But do I dare to Dream?
Still, the question gnaws at my fleeting hopes;
My heardened heart whispers conformity,
Wishing answers were as light as leaves.
Still, the question gnaws at my fleeting hopes,
My sun-filled soul screams to be free...
Wishing answers were as light as leaves,
I now stand silently at a forked road.
Copyright © Beth Watkins | Year Posted 2011
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