Aspire

by Jeff Grover - Sagittarius

All the world divides in two,
the dreamers and the realists who,
work nine to five from day to day,
and dis the dreamers for they lay,
ruminating so far bigger,
then space and time,
when they figure,
beyond the bounds of human thought,
but both are wrong their minds distraught,
there is a perfect middle ground,
where dreams are real and life is found,
focus on the hear and now,
but reminisce on thoughts of how,
to attain your goal in mind,
with lots of work and grief you'll find,
all good things atop a spire,
if you tackle life with fire,
nothing is beyond your grasp.

Reason for writing:

    I used to be a dreamer, without plans    

Birth sign: Sagittarius
Date created: 1999-08-08 20:06:35
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:41:18
Poem ID: 53118

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