SHARED DREAMS
Sitting peacefully in a world of my own.
A chat on my screen is shown.
Do I talk ? NO - YES
What is the harm ? I say - I guess.
Idle chit chat, getting to know.
This one I can tell does not put on a show.
Seems friendly, caring and so sincere.
Could they be a friend, could they be so dear ?
We share our lives, the good and the bad.
And some of our stories, so very sad.
I am here for you, you are here for me.
It's the way it is, and shall always be.
Life's little trials, create circles so small.
That dreams stored inside, makes no sense at all.
So dream with another, who dares let you see.
That dreams stored inside, will never be.
Part of this poem you may recognize as being written as a quote on another page. A quote with a lot of meaning.
© Bonnita Gallant 1999
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