When I was a boy I used to dream.
I dreamt I would have it all.
The World would be mine.
It was all in my control.
I developed a plan.
That would bring me to the promised land.
One step at a time.
It would all be mine.
Dreaming and dreaming how it could be.
Dreaming how it would be.
Following my plan.
When I was a boy I used to dream.
I dreamt I would have it all.
The World would be mine.
One day I realized the dreamt isn’t as it began.
Time had changed it all so it seemed.
Where did I go wrong?
What happened to it all?
Dreams of a boy.
Changing as I became a man.
Life didn’t follow the plan.
Gone are the days of dreaming to be the King of it.
Now I am just hoping to sleep in the streets in front of all.
Where did I go wrong and how did I fall?
I had a dream and boy have I had a fall.
Life isn’t as simple as it seems.
I dreamt I had it all.
Never dreamt of the fall.
When I was a boy I used to dream.
I used to dream I’d have it all.
Have it all.
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Hi Lloyd, I read your beautiful poem. I found you on blogger because you seem to have a love of sports and I am a sportswriter so thought I'd introduce you to my blog. Thanks and I hope you're well. Morty.
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