Dreams bring us toghether,
and sometimes, we dream together.
Dreams fill our entire lives,
and sometimes, our life becomes a dream.
Dreams are our companions of times,
and sometimes, companions bring us good times.
Dreams bring out the impossible,
and sometimes, possibilities become endless.
Dreams, lush with all meadows and trees,
and sometimes, we are dancing with the bees.
Dreams, of cars, of bungalows and gardens,
of salaries, travels and of holiday.
and sometimes, of you and of me,
sitting on a bench, holding hands all day.
- Parsooram
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