To those who have lost their dream,
Ice blue skies with cold falling rain
or white meadows where once grew grain
A frozen pond where kids go to skate
the clear crisp air on a night dark and late
The hearth aglow with warmth from the fire
and you drift of to sounds of an angelic choir
Morning dawns and the sun is bright
removing the last of a cold winters night
Sunbeams glisten off the new fallen snow
in the stream crystal clear waters do flow
A reminder to you that life doesn't end
it's a time to share with your best friend
As I leave you with these parting words
take a moment to dream you can fly like the birds
