A poem I worked on with the help of Laurel Foell.
What happens to a dream deferred?
Does that dream become a burden
Like a heart that's always hurting?
Or does it eat away at me
Like a woodpecker on a tree?
Does it have immortality,
Staying around past my reality?
Does it blow in the breeze
Or does it stay around and never ever cease?
Does my dream ever become real
Unlike monsters in the closet,hungry for a meal?
Will my dream wait for me,
Like a soldier heading to his family?
Will I ever forget,
This dream that I have never ever met?
Where did my dream go?
No one will ever know.
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