Like leaving my imprints in the river <br />Like touching stone and having it crumble; <br />Looking at the furture in a ruby glittering bright <br />Conversing with the night birds in a lonely park <br />Whilst walking home late at night. <br /> <br />The mind is my treasure; recapturing lost dreams <br />Thown into a dark corner of the galaxy <br />On the other side of the moon <br />Where I will retreive them very soon. <br /> <br />I have a friend who is an expert <br />In saving the lost, the damned and the lonely: <br />But my mind and dreams and destiny <br />Have me and me only; <br />Now these lines are only a fraction of what life seems <br />In recapturing all those lost dreams. <br /> <br />Copyright: Rani Turton<br /><br />Rani Turton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/recapturing-that-dream/
