Childish Dreams that Were Never Meant To Be

CHILDISH DREAMS THAT WERE NEVER MEANT TO BE

By Al Garcia

Dreams are illusions of what one day may be,

But never of what was meant to be.

Childish dreams and make believe,

The thing of fairytales and fantasies,

That like snowflakes in a wintery storm,

Fall in its cold and gusty winds

and slowly melt and fade away.

Childish dreams that were never meant to be,

Left to wither and to die upon a thousand battlefields.

Broken boys and shattered men,

Alone to feel the agony of dreams deceived,

And of life betrayed without a happily ever after,

As all childish dreams and fairytales always end.

How many unfinished dreams

And uncompleted fairytales and fantasies

Have I seen left untended and abandoned

By those who once believed in the magic

Of the night, and of dreams that made

Tomorrows seem inevitable and real?

Boys become men in war,

But they never let go their childish dreams.

For it is the dreams of a child

That fuel the passions of tomorrows

And of fairytales and fantasies

That texturize and emblazon

Each moment lived,

And each emotion felt and shared,

If only in a dream

that was never meant to be.

And we are left to remember

The little things that one would think

Would have faded with time,

And gone the way of childish dreams.

But like fairytales and fantacies,

They linger and evoke the rawness

Of ever after moments and visions

That only dreams can keep alive,

Of someone’s childish dreams

That were never meant to be.