My Dream.

by Gayle   Nov 11, 2004


I see myself in years to come
Happy, wild and free.

Being something I want to be,
Seeing what i want to see,

Being able to look at the stars,
To watch the tide change,
Or to watch a perfect sunset.

I dream of being free,
To be with my thoughts,
To be myself,
Really just time to be me.

I dream of picking the perfect flower,
Seeing the perfect View.

My dream is to travel the world some day,
To see the sights,
To never be afraid
To never be scared.

My wish is that i find happiness
And some time and place
Just to be me.

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