Becoming more just faded thoughts
Where once they held attention caught
We still look back now and again
Wishing and hoping of dreams, of then
Be still, whispered to heart awake
Of yesterday and what did make
For better days may still be left
Though time has past since last it slept
Awake it beats upon writes door
To write one more as once before
Of things made up of hope and dreams
Bring life to them once color schemed
Their very breath was part of you
Drawn and exhaled where garden grew
Flowers for one still held unto
Flower but one love made to
Though time has past and ticked away
The better part that is today
We blow from a distance more bubbles again
Keeping hope and our dreams alive within them
