Part II (1 April)

Today is the gift
upon which to focus.
Tomorrow’s a promise
with which one holds us.
Yesterday’s dead
it’s time to release.
Dwelling on it
is like a disease.
It’ll slowly kill you.


Hidden dreams revealed
in time’s light
Give our hearts and hopes
faith to take flight.
Don’t let go, the distance
is indeterminate.
The fall from these heights
could bring a man to hate
all he ever strived for and achieved
and lose faith and all he ever believed.


Sleep my child
and in the while
dreams crawl through
take hold of you
accept their embrace
don’t turn your face
live those dreams
because reality seems
too hard at times
for our kind.


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