The Little Dream and Hope

[Luckintheshadows]

A little dream stood apart,
away from the crowd,
trying to mend her broken heart
while crying long and loud.
And the crowd, they couldn't see
her tears, or hear her desperate sobs,
so intent they were on equality
as is the way with mindless mobs.
The little dream pricked her fingers
trying to thread the needle's eye
still a stain, the crimson lingers
she can't stop crying, though she does try.
And the crowd are still oblivious
to the little dreams plight
their sheepskins look so ridiculous
beneath the harsh fluorescent light.
Then Hope came to stand apart,
"Don't cry anymore little dream," he said
gathering the pieces of her broken heart,
"You can share mine instead."
He offered her with smiles and grace,
helped to thread the needle's eye
wiped the tear stains from her face
and she shakily asked him "Why?"
"Because," he said in conspiring tone,
"You and I are so very rare,
it's not right that we should stand alone
when together we make such a beautiful pair."

[fredcowie]

Little dream should find hope within. When people say "Have a nice day!" respond, "We have to make our own 'nice days.' Just waiting for one to come along is crazy."

[Hollyberry]

Very lovely.

Thanks for sharing this.

Holly

[Morning Bear]

A very excellent poem Luck.
Beautiful evolution of the situation and the climax.
Thanks for the inspiring thoughts.

Zane

[Liebestraum]

A very lovely and creative work, dear Luck. And with a great message of love and hope.

Enjoyed this much.

Love,
Margherita

[Ron Atchison]

I love the way you bring this to a close Luck... indeed, we are even more beautiful when we walk and sing and dance and dream together.

With every best wish,

Ron

[Luckintheshadows]

Thank you all for your wonderful comments *hugs*

Blessings,

Luck.

[shortsleeves]

I enjoyed this reunion of consciousness Luck. Very creative work. Love,
Hal