Grow Towards the SkyBy Quana Rochelle The clouds of future, Blow over our head, In the shapes of our dreams, Reminding us, That if we follow our hearts, Those dreams, Can become reality, As long as we, Continue to strive, Reach for the skies, No matter how low, We think we are, If you believe, The opportunity will exist, But if you envision, It will happen... |
Reprinted from Contraband Summer 97
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