Dreams Are Only Dreams
When I was young and full of dreams,
and hope of sweet success,
I set my course and then my sights,
on fame and happiness.
I knew with inner certainty
the things I wished to do!
With my conscience as my guide,
I expected they'd come true!
Then, quietly and subtly,
my circumstances, changed!
The dreams that I, before held dear,
were greatly rearranged!
I learned that Dreams are only Dreams.
Without work, they won't come true,
because, Life is what you make of it,
it's success is up to you!
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