What Dreams Are Made Of
Dreams are more than Sugar, Spice and every thing Nice More than hard work and labor More than networks and favor.
Dreams are made Of fear Of uncertainty Of failure.
Dreams are made Of self-doubt Of needing reassurance Of fighting hopelessnes.
Dreams are made Of pain Of sweat and blood Of thankless days and sleepless nights.
Dreams, ultimately, are made Of the finest gold Thrown in fire Burned ‘til pure.
Of precious diamond Pressured for millions of years Before bearing allure
Dreams are bigger than Who you are today Costlier than What you earned yesterday But worth looking forward to Tomorrow












