Dream of Life
(c) 2017 - D. J. Winfield
With hungry eyes afire
The Dream swells in his heart
The young man grows impatient
To quickly take his part
Strong and quick at twenty-one
His life has yet no past
He teases each moment and pushes
As though it were the last
Seasons flow together
The Dream will have to wait
At forty he knows reality
Wipes his brow and lengthens his gait
Where did they go so quickly?
Those ideals so real and alive
They're missing now, but not the pain
For the man at sixty-five
Sunset's fingers touch a weathered face
No friends to ring the phone
The Dream alive for ninety years
Now dies with him, alone
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