Childhood Dreams
Dream, child, dream.
Your bed is a boat
on the wide sea
of possibility.
Close your eyes.
Fling your arms wide.
Dance in the light
on the stage.
You’re a movie star today,
tomorrow a dancer,
maybe a teacher.
Dream, child, dream.
Close your eyes.
Fling your arms wide.
Dance in the light
on the stage.
You’re a movie star today,
tomorrow a dancer,
maybe a teacher.
Dream, child, dream.
©Mary Lee Hahn
“My mother, Malvina Reynolds, once told me that when she was young, she would lie in bed and imagine that she was onstage, dancing, with a spotlight following her. She wanted to be a movie star, but she assumed that that would never happen, so she decided she’d be a teacher instead and work a smaller stage.”
http://www.harvardsquarelibrary.org/biographies/malvina-reynolds/
“My mother, Malvina Reynolds, once told me that when she was young, she would lie in bed and imagine that she was onstage, dancing, with a spotlight following her. She wanted to be a movie star, but she assumed that that would never happen, so she decided she’d be a teacher instead and work a smaller stage.”
http://www.harvardsquarelibrary.org/biographies/malvina-reynolds/
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