I’ve rarely been a dreamer
Because they would never come true
But here I am standing
Standing next to you
Some people may wish for things
Like riches or fame
They wish until they lose hope
Or run out of people to blame
I must confess that I was the same
Until I met someone
Who showed me some other way
She is as pure as the clear ocean
With wonderful smiles and notions
She is unpredictable in ways
That only you can imagine
I was rarely a dreamer
But the tides came high today
Now I find myself thinking
Now that one dream came true
What will I dream today?
Since all I wanted was you
Such a sweet and beautiful thought.
A very nice poem, bravo!