I had a dream last night
It told me what to do
I looked down road one
Then I looked down road two
Poems began to float around my head
Singing songs of laughter
It was then that I knew
What my life was after
I chose the high road and to write
I chose it quick and fast
Because all I knew was that my life would surely pass
My dream told me I was born to write
That writing was my breath of fresh air
It was my one true love
Writing about my future
Dreaming about my past
The dream I dreamed was nearly done