A CHILDHOOD DREAM

Childhood dreams turned to dust

As I walk down these halls

I search to see a picture hanging on the walls of me.

I bunk in a room with friends I have

Grown to love

We all wish for a happy home.



A birthday party and sleep over too

A mother and father to hear you say I love you.

Wishing to have what others do

Playing a game of baseball or..

Two Arms to hold me when I have a nightmare

A kiss to my cheek to remind me my family is near.

A hopeless dream of a better life

Wishing for so much more

As I wake up to the same lonely sight

Another child cries in his sleep

He reminds me of my own terrifying dreams.

I buckle down on my knee once more

And pray for the same things

I did the night before

A happy home is all I want

And a family just to call my own

I may never get my childhood dreams

I may never walk down a hall to
see a picture of me

But I can dream of a family and pretend they are near

Sometimes this dries my down pouring tears.