Made in DS. This poem was written by me, please don't use it without my permission. Thank you for visiting my gallery. Call Me A Dreamer Some may call me a dreamer, This fact I cannot deny. For seeing this world as I wish it, Is the dreams on which I rely. Why should I look at the ugliness, When there is beauty to behold? I’d rather see the purity of newborns, As their tiny bodies unfold. I welcome those who give love, To have a special place in my life. While I just pity those full of hate, They are doomed to live in strife. As long as there is one good thing, My eyes can look around and see. I will continue to be this dreamer, That is deep in the heart of me. For I know that one glorious day, My eyes shall see my Lord’s face. Then all my dreams will come true, With Him in that Heavenly place. Copyright @ 2004 M. Doris Fuller Some may call me a dreamer, This fact I cannot deny. For seeing this world as I wish it, Is the dreams on which I rely. Why should I look at the ugliness, When there is beauty to behold? I’d rather see the purity of newborns, As their tiny bodies unfold. I welcome those who give love, To have a special place in my life. While I just pity those full of hate, They are doomed to live in strife. As long as there is one good thing, My eyes can look around and see. I will continue to be this dreamer, That is deep in the heart of me. For I know that one glorious day, My eyes shall see my Lord’s face. Then all my dreams will come true, With Him in that Heavenly place. Copyright @ 2004 M. Doris Fuller