Dreams We Left Behind

The flame of youth so brightly glows.

Where it may lead, nobody knows,

Ah, but hope fills meadows as it grows

In heathered fields of dreams.

 

The whispering breeze from every tree

Offers a love song for you and me,

Oh, and life feels just like eternity

On feathered angel wings.

 

But winds of change come swift and low

To leave us in their afterglow

And our dreams are left to mellow

In the wine.

 

But we move on without regret

To roads we haven’t travelled yet,

Walking hand in hand we won’t forget

The dreams we left behind.

 

Our future moves into the past,

Dreams to memories, sweet at last,

And we reminisce as we hold fast

To dreams we left behind.

 

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