The dreamer....
" The dreamer", thou the insult it was meant to be.
The dreamer I find that I am, because of what I see.
The dreamer dreams always , not just in my sleep.
The dreamer believes skies the limit, to others the
limits the sky. The dreamer desire's , like love and
power. No feeling higher. The dreamer I am, I'm
now proud to be. It starts with a dream it repre-
sents hope and possibilities.
The dreamer I find that I am, because of what I see.
The dreamer dreams always , not just in my sleep.
The dreamer believes skies the limit, to others the
limits the sky. The dreamer desire's , like love and
power. No feeling higher. The dreamer I am, I'm
now proud to be. It starts with a dream it repre-
sents hope and possibilities.
This Poems Story
I wrote this piece february 8, 2016. Again I was having a conversation with one of my siblings and she called me a dreamer. I quickly realized it wasn\'t meant to be a compliment.
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