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It
takes a dream to
stir a heart
that's still,
It takes a hope
to keep a soul
alive,
Accomplishment
is reached by
those who
strive,
But naught is
gained if you
don't have the
will.
If you are ever
constant in the
drill
To be the best
in all that you
contrive,
You'll find your
hopes and dreams
will always
thrive
Like flowers
blooming by a
lively rill.
But if your goal
is only to get
by,
Content to be a
minnow in the
stream,
If you don't
even have the
will to try,
Or set your
sights upon a
bright moonbeam,
It's certain
that you'll
shrivel up and
die
And never know
how precious is
a dream.
Copyright ©
1996 Ruth Gillis
"Dreams Are
The Stuff Of
Life"
received a
First Place
Award in the
Summer 1996
issue of
The
Candlelight
Poetry Journal.
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