Hidden Dreams

If I were to start uncovering my life

The layers of the past,

I would strive to find

What I took time in hiding,

Passing on through life

We all have things we fear,

We all have things that bring us joy

Even laughter,

The most you'd uncover

Are the tiny things we discover,

Things we wanted, what we didn't' get

Our tiny Hidden dreams,

Dust covered and growing old

They sit still as mold,

Heaping up in your storage

Hoping someday you'll forage,

Even though there from the past

They seem to tell you that they'll last,

Unable to hide their streams

Hidden dreams.

R & R thanxs