DREAMS ...

Dreams are the songs, the music of life. When they are lost they are like smoke dissipating in the wind.

This weekend I witnessed two peoples lives smoldering in lost hope; their dreams gone. It was so sad.

One so old, one so young. Each made impulsive decisions which have changed the course of the rest of their lives. An old life -- a new life, without dreams...their dance has lost its rhythm.


- posted by rosemary @ 6:56 AM