They be Dreams that kept me awake,
glued to my learning, and
basking in the fantasy of their fulfillment.

They were the rush of energy,
continous bursts of wind I felt every morning,
imagining the things that can be.

They, the rails I held on to as I climbed,
in the storms called Struggle and Growing Up.
Bubbled in strong shield of hope,
I wouldn't even shiver.

Those were the Days.
Nowadays,

I am all grown up and struggled,
Life has...