John Chizoba Vincent Poet Ballad

Dream

DREAM

Here and there it goes,
Trying to be my friend
And companion in the race
Of life so rough and tough.

I dances, she dances,
I sing and she smiles
She never let go of me
In the road so long.

She paints pictures to me,
Pictures that leads the way
She create an imagination,
That directs my future.

I peep through her eyes,
I eat through her mouth;
She is my mother
Clouded with hope and success.

When others are gone,
She stands behind me
When the road is blocked,
She shows up and smile.

Her dimples I go with,
Her wisdom prays to me
And covers me till when
The journey is concluded.

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