dream a little, love a little

what are we without dreams?

what are we without love?

let´s thrive on love, let´s thrive on dreams...

dream the unthinkable, love the impossible,

love the love, dream the dream,

dream the love and love the dream,

life is all about love
and all about dreams,

so, dream a little, love a little...

by: l.b.


domingo, 21 de marzo de 2010

Robert Frost

A poem begins with a lump in the throat; a homesickness or alovesickness. It is a reaching-out toward expression; an effort to find fulfillment. A complete poem is one where an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

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