We Get Closer To Our Dreams
Each step a whisper, a heart's soft beat,
The map unfolds, the path less steep.
Stars as our guide, a distant gleam,
We chase the horizon, a waking dream.
Doubt lingers near, a fleeting shade,
But passion's fire, cannot fade.
With every sunrise, a renewed vow,
Inch by inch, closer somehow.
The summit beckons, bathed in gold,
Our dreams take flight, a story told.
Yes, we get closer to our dreams tonight
Copyright © Gregory Golden | Year Posted 2024
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