Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow
Langston Hughes
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I am very interested in many things, but love passionately just a few. I love my husband and three sons, and my extended family, I love the God of the Christian Bible, I love music and gardening, I love joining God in the work He is doing in the world, I love nature. I thoroughly enjoy heady conversation on deep subjects, as well as funny and touching movies. I love to teach and lead and share my life. I love to cook. I love to learn and think.
About Me
- Zona Wilson
- Wilbur, Oregon
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1 comment:
I have always loved that poem. And thank you for reminding me!
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