Forgotten Dreams
Forgotten dreams; still remembered
They said, they tried to tell us;
Not in words, but my actions.
Could not speak, mouth close,
but open as they sing their songs.
Loud; talking to ours hearts;
guiding us still.
Listen, you will see the way.
Look at their steps; their feet tell the story.
Look for their path; follow it.
They made it straight for you.
Remember their dreams, those forgotten dreams.
Copyright © Catherine J. Broussard | Year Posted 2018
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