The dreams I held so dear
are shattered and gone...
little things that counted
seem tattered and torn...

All thought of love is lost
precious moments, special times...
still remembered, put aside
not forgotten, still in my mind...

I'm searching for a new dream
to bring me back to life...
for man and woman need
to live, without pain and strife...

I'm striving for a better day
doing good for others...
treating them the way God intended
the same as you would your brother...

Life is too short
not to do good...
be kind to everyone
as you know you should...

I feel the dreams returning
the way I knew they would...
God gave me strength to carry on
for I have done much good.

~ Anne-Marie Hodgeson ~