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Hopes and Dreams

I have nothing left
from when I was small.
Nothing
     Nothing
          Nothing at all.

I used to have shoes,
I once had a ball,
a bow that fit nicely
with my violin, small.
     But now I have
          Nothing
               Nothing
                    Nothing at all.

                         But I have my memories,
                         my hopes and my dreams,
                         a life filled with friendship,
                         a heart that bursts at the seams.

A notebook with poems,
a bear and a doll,
a warm woollen jacket
with a fitting shawl.
Two mittens, a kitten,
I wore a hat in the fall...
     But now I have
          Nothing
               Nothing
                    Nothing at all.

                         But I have my memories,
                         my hopes and my dreams,
                         a life filled with friendship,
                         a heart that bursts at the seams.

I have nothing left
from when I was small.
I used to have shoes,
I once had a ball,
a bow that fit nicely
with my violin, small.
A notebook with poems,
a bear and a doll,
a warm woollen jacket
with a fitting shawl.
Two mittens, a kitten,
I wore a hat in the fall...
     But now I have
          Nothing
               Nothing
                    Nothing at all.

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June 7, 2017 
Copyright © Darren White

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Isaac Odah October 23, 2017 at 4:00 AM Such great Lyrics from a great poet, I love it. Darren White October 23, 2017 at 4:05 AM Thank you so much :)

Aniemeka Nathaniel October 17, 2017 at 9:28 AM HOPE AND DREAM IS ONE OF THE POEM THAT INSPIRES.....NOT WITHSTANDING I LOVE THE ARRANGEMENT OF THE POEM, THE READABILITY IS COOL Darren White October 17, 2017 at 11:40 AM Thank you for this beautiful compliment :)

Harshath Vidheya July 18, 2017 at 4:09 AM Nostalgic. :) Darren White July 18, 2017 at 5:59 AM Thank you :)

Ethel Boyce June 10, 2017 at 6:41 PM Nicely written Darren. Memories is all we really have from childhood to adulthood and that's is what we end up with when it is all said and done anyway. Darren White June 10, 2017 at 8:14 PM Thank you Ethel. And that is so very true indeed :)

Eve Roper June 7, 2017 at 7:13 PM Beautiful poem, Darren, I love the stepping stones going down to form your poem. ~* Darren White June 7, 2017 at 11:53 PM Thanks, Eve :) Yes, sort of stepping stones indeed.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart June 7, 2017 at 1:41 PM Beatiful pen Darren, a truly wonderful touching write. You speak to the child of all of us, you speak truth, happy and sad. You are remarkable sweet poet. xomo Darren White June 7, 2017 at 1:48 PM Merci ma mo :) Hugs!

Carole Duet June 7, 2017 at 12:52 PM I love this one, Darren, and I can so relate. I have nothing too as we moved around so much...and my 1st paintings, all my dolls, and records were even sold in a yardsale (without my knowledge). So sad but like you said, we have our memories. Darren White June 7, 2017 at 1:04 PM Aww, Carole, so sorry :( Yes, we have our memories, but still!

Lenna Walker June 7, 2017 at 11:38 AM "But I have my memories, my hopes and my dreams, a life filled with friendship, a heart that bursts at the seams." ..................................... In those lines, you have some of what is most important, things that are NOT materiel and so much more important my friend ! GREAT write Darren !! :) Darren White June 7, 2017 at 11:55 AM That IS the most important. Living with my sister and her family is the best thing that ever happened to me :) Thanks Lenna!

Verlecia Fields June 7, 2017 at 9:34 AM the poem made me feel sad - and reminded me that I to have lost everything along the journey of life but the picture made me mad - mouse steal... - and it is like reading a poem that would be in a kids book - and i do like it Darren White June 7, 2017 at 10:02 AM Mouse steal Verlecia? Yes, life can be hard, I know. This is about me and my own journey through life. But it is also playful, because it has light sides, and at a given moment I took life into my own hands and turned it for the good. You take care, ok? :)

Anne-Marie Coreggia June 7, 2017 at 8:16 AM Darren, this is a very moving poem/song that unravels masterfully with the list of concrete things that are gone now growing on the page as if to say goodbye while the refrain remains steady with its sweet message of hopes and dreams, & friendship and love . . . yet the loss remains:) Amitiés Darren White June 7, 2017 at 8:23 AM It does indeed, you have seen that well, mon amie! Merci beaucoup :)

Tim Smith June 7, 2017 at 7:22 AM I absolutely adore your poem. It is one of your best...a fav for me Darren White June 7, 2017 at 7:24 AM Thanks my friend :D \o/

Chris Green June 7, 2017 at 6:34 AM Wow, once again your talent shines and I have to believe that this talent you possess is something you have had all along, so perhaps you do till have something from your childhood. This was wonderful Darren, almost Seuss-like in how it read out. Darren White June 7, 2017 at 6:42 AM YEEEEES. That is what I had in mind when I wrote it. Seuss :) Thanks for recognizing. I have written poems all my life. In difficult circumstances sometimes on walls, or on scraps of paper found lying around.

Kim Rodrigues June 7, 2017 at 6:31 AM Wow! Very nice lyrics! Great one, Darren! Darren White June 7, 2017 at 6:42 AM Thanks so much Kim :)

Sara Ella June 7, 2017 at 6:12 AM Your memories help define you, hopes and dreams encourage to grow and friends help along the way. Your poem sings a message of hope <3 Darren White June 7, 2017 at 6:43 AM yeah, exactly. Hope is a good thing <3

Maria Williams June 7, 2017 at 3:44 AM This is such a delightful lyric Darren, I can well imagine it set to music. I just love it. Your memories are everything though? Maria Maria Williams June 7, 2017 at 5:16 AM You are such an amazing person Darren. We can all take a leaf out of your book Darren White June 7, 2017 at 3:50 AM Yes, they are, no question mark but exclamation mark :) I had to build a new life, and I did and am still doing. It is good.

Kai Michael Neumann June 7, 2017 at 3:43 AM My Dad (a refugee from East Prussia who lost his home) taught me that Languages and Travelling are so important, since you cannot take them away from you. My wife taught me about love, compassion and memories. Keep the hat for the autumn and cherish your memories. Nice write, one to remember... Darren White June 7, 2017 at 3:48 AM My parents were refugees - exiles from Egypt. I am a different sort of refugee. But what I wrote is true. I have my hopes and dreams, my sister and her family and my friends. My poems and my memories of music and dance. It's good, so I needed to write this (hopefully happy) poem about it.

White Wolf June 7, 2017 at 2:04 AM Wish I could write lyrics like this, Duir! You may want to look at your poem again my friend! It seems the >/em> are still showing for some reason! Darren White June 7, 2017 at 2:09 AM OOOPS, FIXED :D Thanks my friend for noticing