CHILDHOOD DREAMS Be that as it may, there will come a day, my child When you are no longer able to play. What  then, my child, what shall you do? For the day will come, my child, when it will be time To look again at your dreams. Where are they now? Find them, my child! Find them and make them come true! The wind only blows for a short time, my child Do it now, while the winds of life are blowing When the wind stops, so does the dance And by then, my child, so will your chance.

written by Kelley