I can’t remember dreams I had
When I was just a child,
Try as I might these memories
Have long been deftly filed.
They’re hidden somewhere in my mind
Beneath a lake of bills,
Surrounded by the towering might
Of albatrosses’ hills.
But even if I somehow shed
The burdens that I bear
And climbed the mountains to the top,
I know I would not dare
To take the drop and plunge right off,
Trusting I will fly…
Into the lake my dreams have gone…
Without this trust, they die.
Written for mindlovemisery: Prompt 15: Childhood Dreams