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[sid] => 182850
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Rowing Boats
[time] => 2016-03-27 06:12:06
[hometext] => Gently down the stream.
[bodytext] => Way back when I was a child, I pondered what to be, And all my dreams went wild. Oh how the thoughts I had, had made me cheer and scream; But my brothers smacked my face and said: "It only were a dream." When I was a teenager, I longed to play guitar; A master virtuoso I would be, Oh yes, I would soon go far. But when I tried a live stream, The viewers then said to me: "You/'/re living in a dream!" Now I write poetry, to throw my thoughts with flow And as they pour onto my screen, I relish that my soul yet yearns to grow. Even if I sometimes try, to make them breathe and beam, Still behind the words I see: "This is simply all a dream." One day when I/'/m older, with children of my own, We/'/ll go for a boat ride soon before, We/'/re off to make way home. My kids will sing the merry song, of the boat upon the stream, And with smiles on their faces, They/'/ll say: "Life is but a dream!" After the come, of many suns and moons later, My health by then declined, For to its status, it simply could not cater; After I depart; to within the starry solstice scheme, A loving God will say to me: "Child, t/'/were always but a dream." [comments] => 1 [counter] => 200 [topic] => 43 [informant] => xHeathenx [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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