Dreams

[tectak]

Dreams are letters not yet spoken
Making every word brighter.
With no line being broken,
Like the waves of an ocean,
The pages come together.
But even now I will say
With words from any diver,
In an ocean you are prey
If you want to be a writer.

[b] Or....
Dreams are letters not yet spoken;
making every word brighter, with no line being broken.
Like the waves of an ocean,the pages come together;
with conviction I say, using words of a diver,
in an ocean you're prey ....if you would be a writer.

The ryhmes are still crap but what can one do.
I've said what I think and I'm Whinney-the-Pooh.

Best,
tectak