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Dreams ~

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They said he’d never make it or be much chop, just a local lad working in the small town corner shop.
But he had dreams like every one of when he’d make his mark, and so he started busking Sundays down at the local park. 💥

Each Sunday morn you’d find him and just like the king of swing
He’d sing soprano in July or just sit and strum a hymn.
Those that knew him used to gather for his style was legendary
they’d sit and while away the blues as he sang his songs for free. 💥

Morning melodies or country tunes, there was no stone unturned
the message of his music was built and slowly earned.
The dream was oft-forgotten as life took its all-consuming role
but deep down in his mind’s eye, he held onto his goal. 💥

The day the circus came to town was when the penny dropped
this was the chance he’d waited for and would not be stopped.
He quit his job and joined the crew to travel far and wide
he knew it was the right choice as soon as he walked inside. 💥

The sawdust and the bunting the bustle of the main ring tent
so close that you could touch the crowd, the excitement, and the scent.
He became the most dynamic showman that most hadevery seen, but sometimes, he’d sit and ponder what might have been. 💥

Misty water coloured memories of the struggles and the pain
of playing in the local park sometimes in pouring rain.
Our dreams are meant to drive us, and at times, we get things wrong
we forget to smell the roses as we sing a different song. 💥

So take a while to think and dream just where we want to be, for time will wait for no one, and it’s the same for you and me.
Remember where you’ve come from, and no matter how hard it seems,
the first step is the hardest on the road to all our dreams. 💥

@peacewriter51
@peacewriter51

By Peace Truth

Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)