DREAM ON

Dream On,

Was the theme of my junior prom

I remember feeling,

EVERYTHING.

It was quite “dreamy”.

Anything seemed possible.

Driving my parent’s car,

And trying to figure out,

What to do with all this passion.

A lifetime of heartfelt whatever,

In the opening and closing of a door.

Everything seemed important,

Choosing a “path” seemed impossible.

We just wanted to do everything.

Without limit.

I was lucky enough to have friends,

Good friends.

Some of them gone now,

Who said they felt the same.

Our lives are important,

This is all just temporary,

Soon enough,

What we are about to do,

Will matter more than anything.

Then, this too, shall pass,

As it should.

So enjoy this,

This whatever it is,

Dream on.