Always in my dreams
reminder of the past
seems so real even now

Waking me from sleep
feeling out of sorts
not understanding

Sometimes even when awake
creeping in around the edges
a shadow and a dream

Unable to forget
always coming back
still here


Seeping into my dreams like a misty fog
nothing I can do to stop it
it invades my sleep an uninvited intruder
until you become all that I can see

Between the fog of awake and asleep it exists
this dream I cannot remove from my mind
over and over the scenes replay
and you are always there

It comes only in the night when I cannot prevent it
filling my thoughts with feelings believed to be long dead
as if you are right there with me I can almost smell you as I sleep
and it is you who is always there

As awakening approaches they start to fade
the vision becomes dimmer by the daylight through the window
and just like before I wake to find
that you were never there at all


On the road to who you will become you must feed the desire

stoke the coals and tend the heart’s fire

listen closely to what your soul says following your dream

so much easier and yet harder than it can seem

The path to who you can become is managed only by you

not what others think what they say or anything they do

for only you can determine where your path will end

and all along your heart’s fire you must always tend

Reach out for what you want let nothing stop you

listen only to yourself to know what is right and what is true

let no one hold you down hold you back make you stumble or fall

for it is up to you to become all

The road to who you can become is filled with twists and turns

and it is only you who knows for what your soul yearns

listen closely tend the fires always moving ahead

following your dreams to where you will be led

Know that what you wish to become is well within your power

now is the time to start this minute this very hour

all that you can become is waiting just for you

take what you want by what you say and do

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Deborah Horton Writing


Success is what you make it all in what you do

the way you take a dream and see it through

no one else can give it to you it’s something that you earn

and in success it’s through failure that you truly learn

Success can be in the small things or in the very great

but it does not come to those who sit and wait

only to you who are willing to work to sacrifice to begin again and again

to never see a roadblock as truly an end

Success comes to those who never point fingers or blame others when they fail

when they stumble they never whine or wail

responsible for their own mistakes and for their own shots at being great

they open their own doors and walk through their own gates

Success has to be created, worked for, taken by you

with every word you speak or write, with everything you do

no one can give it to you it comes from deep inside

in the heart of the successful all great things reside

© photo by Calsidyrose

Deborah Horton Writing

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