Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.
Étiquette : dreams
I have almost forgotten my dream, Langston Hughes
It was a long time ago.
I have almost forgotten my dream.
But it was there then,
In front of me,
Bright like a sun,
My dream.
Hold fast to dreams, Langston Hughes
Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
Dreams
I have wrapped my dreams in a silken cloth,
For a Poet, Countee Cullen
And laid them away in a box of gold.
Dream ships sail away, Langston Hughes
The spring is not so beautiful there,
But dream ships sail away
To where the spring is wondrous rare
And life is gay.
Langston Hughes (1902 – 1967), excerpt from Water-Front Street in Selected Poems
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