Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.
A new favorite poet of mine..showing him some love on my blog..Many more to come..always have to go back and read the greats of poetry to be able get insight and really understand the true meaning of poetry.
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