Fly dream fly

What a nicely written in such short language Miss Dagmar, Much love, M :)x

Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.

"Langston Hughes"

I like what you've done here. Can I suggest you change which pocket you keep your dreams in?
The one closest to your heart: the breast pocket!
X

Sometimes there are other better ones that are meant for us and we just need to let go of the ones that are holding us back. Sending you a warm hug and much love Milly x

How very sad, Dagmar. And yet, sometimes letting go of dreams that were never meant to be allows us to unshackle the chains that bind us.

I hope you are well.