Poem 2 (Ann)

While backing up old photos from my phone, I found a number of documents, photos, and videos on the flash drive that I was using. I hadn't looked at these in years and had such a fun time looking back on all of the memories. In one of the folders, I found a poem that I had written years ago labeled "Poem 2." I had forgotten how much I had enjoyed writing poetry as a teenager and was thankful for the holy moment of rediscovering some of my writing...and now I share it with you! Hope you enjoy!

(Poem 2)

We are made of Dreams—

Of winged thoughts

that beat against our heartstrings

We are made of Hope—

The song plucked out by our Dreams,

the song that keeps us dancing and singing the tune of life

We are made of Love—

The sound of the beautiful harmony

of our songs with the songs of others’ Dreams

And we are made of Faith—

The courage buried in our souls

to listen to the songs of others’ Dreams and keep them playing.