YOUR DREAM

It seems to me that once I learned
the message from above
That I began to live my life
for nothing more than love.
The love of what my heritage
had put on me to bear
The task to bring it forth you see
became my daily f are.
I learned to bear contumely
Twas taken as the toll
Fear not the straight and narrow gate
it lies before each goal.
Forsake the need for accolades
move on once goals are done
The challenge is forever there
in life it’s never won.
Cast out of life the negative
serenity supreme
For then you come to understand
that you become your dream.

F.H.B.
April/June 1998