To follow dreams
seen from the centre
of the crossroads
To feel the thrill
of new learning
and new friends
To look beyond to where
stories might
grace a large screen
To have
the canvas of
a green screen
To unpack the stories
of poem
and lives to be told
To have moments of doubt
and wonder whether
to play it safe
But playing it safe
only leads to a dead
end
And a dream to make
it back
to the crossroads
The crow and heron
take their positions
in the park
The dreamer
finds optimism
dancing in reflections
Time to fly
down a chosen
path
No more just hanging
around at
the crossroads
Packing suitcases of knowledge
for futures
never known
(c) June Perkins
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