And, What Is The Dream?

And, what is the dream?
Is it to own a home?
To build and keep a place
To call your own?

To have a bit of this and that,
Some sour, bitter, and some sweet,
To make the picture, somehow,
Seem complete?


And, what is the dream?
Is it to find real love?
That person who
No other is above?

Who puts you first, and everyday,
Makes silence seem to sing —
Or do you not believe
In such a thing?


And, what is the dream?
Is it to look ahead?
To leave behind the past
And hope, instead?

To maybe think that falling comes
By simply having feet?
And that, only in quitting,
Comes defeat?

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