Poet 11586


My beloved Croatia
I will come and give a helping hand
To feed the hungry peoplee of Croatia
Also I will give medical aid with the help of others
I heard the cries of the people already
And is poverty that they know
That will never end
Yes they can dream all they want
But the truth is that we can't earn a living by just dreaming
Because nobody pay us to dream
Dream are pictures that our mind projects
When we sleep at night in our warm cozy bedsSo what happens to our dreams the nextday?
Sometines they fade away
Other times we are able to remember our dreams