There was once a child who never stop dreaming until one day reality hits from behind.

The child stop dreaming for it simply was unattainable.

Walk,

Jump,

Run,

These words are the simple actions of a child

But what if this simple motions would suddenly stop

It hinders the child to go on with life but why?

Only thy child knows the truth for thy child never spoke of it.

As thy child brings the sorrow only then adults face the reality.

Now thy child never forgets the true meaning of dreams.

That once thy child had that but it suddenly disappears.

What could a child do, thy child could only let go of what could become.

An angel without wings or an angel that spread its wings.

As thy child hope that one day the sun will shine again.

Never will thy child be in sorrow again.

“Our life is what our thoughts make it” Marcus Aurelius’