Forever lost in thought, imagination running wild,
Always wondering about things that can be, things to see.
Possibilities are endless in a mind that dreams,
Reality is a constant but a day dreamer can escape
And see what he wants to be.
At times a story of fantasy is his dream,
Knows when to open his eyes.
See what’s in front of him,
Never lose sight of that which can really be.
A day dreamer takes a break to catch his breath,
Too imagine and understand what is and what is not.
There is faith and hope in his eyes,
Nothing so wrong as to dream, too keep ones self alive.
Keith Garrett
keithgarrettpoetry 
Excellent reminder! Thanks! 🙂
Thanks for reading
On Thu, May 8, 2014 at 1:19 AM, keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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Very true thank you
Thanks for reading
On Fri, May 22, 2015 at 4:36 PM, keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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You have to stop using lines from music as titles! Good poem, but have the song day dream believer stuck in my head now!
If I do it’s not intentional.
On Sat, May 23, 2015 at 10:13 AM, keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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