A wise old man

A wise old man

Sat on his Garden bench.

He counted butterflies

and watched the sunbeams

Dance their merry dance.

Birds sang

Cats purred

His dog snored happily at his feet.

A young girl

Came dancing

Along the grassy path

Her ringlets

Bounced in the sunlight

And her laughter

Made the old man smile

She told him all her hopes and plans

Of where she’d one day be

A dream that had to be fulfilled

A life for all to see

He sat and thought for just a time

And then he asked her why

She thought that that was just the thing

To make her life worth while

She hesitated not a bit

But answered straight away

Her friends had told her

Every one

That this was just the way

A house , a home, a family

Success in every way

A life like everybody had

There was no other way

And then the old man looked with eyes

So clear and oh so blue

And asked the simple question

“But will your dreams come true”?

That love you hold inside your heart

Will it come back to you

Those dreams you dreamed

When you were young

Will they come true for you?

The young girl laughed

At such a thing

So foolish and arcane

I’ve asked my mother I’ve asked My love

My friends all say the same

He said its only

When you ask yourself

What’s deep inside your heart

That you’ll get the courage to fulfil

A life that has to start

With giving more than you receive

And trust that day will come

When you will get it back again

Because you’re with the one

Who loves you just for who you are

Not who your friends perceive

He’ll know just what is best for you

Because it’s he who knows your dream.

This was not what she wished to hear

And so she went away

The old man smiled

And lit his pipe

And dozed the day away.