Dreams

He always had dreamed
He could sail on the seas.
To watch the sunrise
and to smell the breeze.

His dreams have long since,
been put on the shelf.
The thoughts always there ,
But kept to him self.

Now twenty years past,
thinking his dreams had been shattered,
He's dusting them off,
and decided his dreams are what mattered.

He lays down in his bed,
to think things through.
Hoping that someday,
He will know what to do.

As he sleeps,
he dreams of the ocean.
He hopes that someday,
plans will be put into motion.

I love him so much,
I just want what's best.
When he decides what to do
I'll help with the rest!

When he sets sail,
I'll do what it takes.
Even if it means,
It's my heart that aches.