Dreams

take care not to fall, the pit
is really deep water is gone
the sheep are asleep
from time to time we think
our own thoughts and 
wonder about the others
as we go there is a flow of
warmth and happiness 
somewhere to be found, then
there's the dreams that wish
were true and sad to say
were only dreams that just
go away up up in the sky
away they fly and as we
watch them disappear we
smile and think of what
may have been 
those dreams are good as 
we smile our heart 
beats faster and we know
we will always be


Fawn Stitchman