dreams

when I look at the stars 

every one holds a memory

the times I fell and struggled

the times I regained my strength

illuminated in the sky

like a light show just for me

these memories inspire me

remind me of my dreams

my first published article

it's there to push me 

towards journalist dreams

the rough draft of my first book

it's there to encouarge me 

to chase my dreams of being an author

my first ride on the pony I started myslef

it's there to keep me hopeful

for medal dreams

all of these things

these memories make me "me"