Life Is But a Dream

When I was a child,

I had many dreams

of unimaginable things,



like fighting space monsters

and riding dragons

amidst cowboys and Indians

fighting in wagons;



all fantastical realities

that only my eyes had seen.

If only I could have known

how life would be so mean.



Then, when I became a teen,

I had more dreams

of outlandish things,



like the rockstar lifestyle

and being knighted by kings

with my fingers crossed,

waiting for pigs to sprout wings.



All just a fictitious reality

far beyond my adolescent mentality

of what life would actually bring.



When I became a man

I put away my childish dreams

in trade for everyday things,



like always doing right

no matter what it brings,

with the best friends and family

and a love who wears my ring.



Even though I failed,

I already had a life

better than my wildest dreams.