Dreams

Dreams are Heavenly things,
Hopeful things;
Shining in the dark,
Begging us to Hold On.

Dreams are Slippery things
Seeping through the Cracks of our Fingers,
Hitting the floor
With the weight of Fallen Expectations.

Dreams are Broken things.
Shattered in pieces like Broken Mirrors,
Reminders of Everything we Wanted Most
But never Found.

© Kenzie Farrer