Island Of Lost Dreams Poem by Shaun Cronick

We sail, we happily venture away,
Seeking the Island of Lost Dreams.
We'll discover it one joyous day,
Kindly guided by sun and moonbeams.

An isle where calm and hope cheers,
Still ebony veiled as dark as night.
And our dense mists of yearning tears
Of true paradise just out of sight.

We'll discover it soon my friend,
Never to lose hope or ever tire.
For every journey there's an end,
One of love and eternal desire.

So we sail, so smoothly drift away,
To our treasured Island of Lost Dreams.
For we'll blithely find it one fine day,
Or a night when the moon palely gleams.

As heavens stars so brightly shine,
You elatedly cry out Its over there!
Behold! Your good Dreams and mine,
So boyish girlish childlike and fair.

All the Lost Dreams of our lost youth,
Reclaimed no matter what the years cost.
We embrace now knowing the final truth,
Dreams of love and hope can never be lost.

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