East TX Posted August 1, 2009 Report Posted August 1, 2009 Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly. Hold fast to dreams For if dreams go Life is a barren field Frozen with snow. Hold fast to dreams For if dreams slip out of reach Life is an oil soaked otter Dead on the beach. But dreams held fast And lived each day Lead us to God And His chosen way. <(({{>< NOTE I received this poem today from Central Africa. It was written by two Missionaries that have established a hospital for children affected with AIDS & HIV. Its a little tangent from the normal joke; however, I thought someone would enjoy this poem.
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