Stream of DreamingDown at the bottom of the stream
There is a bridge in between
And now it has been washed away.
There is no talking to you,
Now I feel blue
And I know its here to stay.
As I sit by the stream
I'm alone with my dreams
Of how things used to be
And what might have been.
I see clouds drift on their way.
I turn look across the stream,
I see you frowning, -Can't be me'
I ain't seen you since last July.
In hopes to see that frown, Upside down.
I propose "Lets build a bridge".
You can dry your tears at my side.
What you still doing here?
Seems I may not have been clear
I've my own dreams, I WANT TO LIVE.
I did not want part of yours,-
Nor have your kids.
I broke that Bridge. Thou I know your sincere.
Just leave me alone... [she walks off]
As I stood listerning
Her truth started sinking in.
I'd be better dreaming somewhere else.
I'll chart a boat to pastures green.
And not dream of the stream long ago.
-----END Part one 24-6-2013-----
Now I'm old I look back to then.
My opinion ,