Thursday, June 2, 2011

If I have wings

I dreamed a dream
Am soaring freely in the bright blue sky
Gaze lazily at the slowly moving clouds for moments of unwind
The air in the clouds is so pure and fine, bracing and delicious 
Seeing the ground thousands of miles away 
Releasing my mind from the tyranny of petty things 
Amid the heavenly sight
A gentle whisper I heard 
It's time to work
Yes, life has killed my dream




"You'll never achieve real success unless you like what you're doing." - Dale Carnegie 












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