About this poem:

I was only a boy when they began,much to young to understand.Only time would enlighten me,the meaning of this flower in the wild,my destiny,this unborn child.All of the dreams,through summer and fall,winter and spring.My dreams kept coming,every night,every season.She was a world away,but in my thoughts through night and day.As I grew older,my dreams began to grow bolder.What was the meaning,what was the reason?This mind that never slept,a heart that yearned and wept.I had fallen in love with a dream,a soul I had never seen.Looking too close to home,I was always lost,always alone.