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We start having dreams as children
with some being so scary,
but many are very happy with
great hope for our futures.

As we grow and mature
so do our nightly visions;
they frequently seem too actually
take on qualities of life and humaneness.

Sometimes they are our wonderful
wishes, desires, and those special
secret aspirations and ambitions
speaking to our minds and hearts.

At some point in our lives a
series of unfortunate events suddenly
ceases our positive energy that
surely hasblessed us with our
numerous glorious fantasies;
our promising, never promised,
ice castles in the sky.

Suddenly our plans and schemes
for many tomorrows from now
wither and slowly slip into a
coma until they silently expire.

Soon, without warning, we sadly
discover that darkness overshadows
our individual and collective horizons,
and everything now looks so bleak.

How tragic life terribly turns
when once thriving dreams die.

Randy Snow

(Copyright 2005 by Randy Snow)

Randy Snow

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