This life we are living, is made of dream’s,
Some we never notice, as we enjoy the scene.
We can not pick who will share, our dream,
This life was set for us to teach and learn,
Find our purpose, happiness, as we meet our means.
You have to live, by your feelings in side,
If you always keep searching, life can pass you by,
We must remember within our soul, and mind,
We each have a different allotment of time,
We are given special clues and signs,
To discover our purpose, we cross different lines.
This life is made of dreams.

The Original: Tom Maxwell © 3/9/2022 AD
4:20 am