Dreams Of A Child

Dreams Of A Child

Oh, little child, you’re running wild
The world seems free and bright and bold
But hold your dreams with both your hands
For soon you’ll find you’re growing old

And all that you let fall aside
Will all be left so far behind
To leave you desperately alone
With only stories told

The dreams that you won’t let come true
For reasons that are never clear
Will always be a memory
Of some forgotten, foolish fear

While those that you hold on to tight
And make come true, though wrong or right
Can bring you all the happiness
That life has put so near

So, little child, keep running wild
Forever reaching for the moon
And always sing a dreamer’s song
However strange may be the tune

And fill each day with childhood dreams
Or life will pass you by, it seems
To leave you desperately alone
And always far too soon

R.M.Baird
10/81

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