I’m not much of a poem writer. I prefer writing stories. I don’t write poems much unless the muse strikes, which isn’t very often. This is just a little poem I wrote a few years ago. Hope you like it.
Like stars up in the sky
My dreams shine bright and clear,
And yet just out of reach.
How I long to grasp my stars
And see my dreams come true.
To be like a bird flying high,
Close to the stars.
To have my dreams within my grasp.
Dreams of Love.
Dreams of Fame.
Dreams of Happiness.
But I will not give up my dreams.
With Hope and Faith as my guides
I will spread my wings and fly.
I will soar up high like a bird
And pluck my stars from the sky.
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