When a dreams dies, the world is not the same
You realize in an instant everything has changed
Tomorrow will be different
The plans will all be new
For the dream that you were chasing
No longer lives inside of you.
To know the race is over and you’ve been left behind
Is like a snowflake in the summer
Like a star that will not shine
It’s like crying in an ocean
When nobody else is near
Everything becomes a whisper
That no one else will hear.
It’s a moving toward acceptance
Of the things you cannot see
Of the things you cannot do
Of the thing that will not be
It happens to the best of us; we all must face the day
The dream we had for many years
Has simply gone away.
But in the shattered dreams
There are pieces we can find
To plant as seeds for future things
Until the end of time.
So when a dream is over
Another one will be,
For one dream dies and one is born
To give new life to me.
Copyright March 2006
Spf—Stephen Paul Funderburk
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