Foolish Dreams

If I had a dollar
For every foolish dream
I have ever had,
I’d be a rich man today.
All my life I’ve been a dreamer
And in those dreams
I envisioned so many things
That never were,
But could have been,
Or might have been if
Reality hadn’t gone
Some other way.
I spent a lifetime
Chasing rainbows
Hoping for the pot of gold
At the end,
But the only riches I found
Were in the experiences
I had along the way,
And if it wasn’t wealth
That motivated me,
And had me
Endlessly searching,
Then it was love.
I must have chased after
A thousand and one
Romantic illusions
Trying to find you.
I can’t count the times
I have imagined
What it would be like
When we found each other.
I embraced you in my mind
Long before I met you.
I went to sleep
Countless nights
Imagining you by my side,
The scent of your perfume,
The softness of your skin
And the feel of your embrace.
For all of these reasons,
And maybe more,
I gladly play the fool
And continue hoping
For a dream come true.