Dreams for sale
Man at the doorway
Peddling hope
Aspiring
To beat the odds now
Try to cope
Dreams for rent
Going cheap these days
This can’t last
Grab it quick
Only one user
From the past
Dreams to trade
Give us your soul now
There’s no need
To hold tight
When you’re already
Lost to greed
(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

I keep thinking there’s a movie or book out there about selling dreams. Maybe this poem is reminding me of Inception.
Perhaps! Thanks Charles!! 🙂 🙂
I always slam the door on cold callers. Occasionally they stick their foot in the door jamb deliberately, so I always make sure to slam it extra hard.
LOL!!! 🙂 🙂
Indeed true.
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Thanks so much!! 🙂 🙂
This is lovely!
Thanks Briana!! 🙂 🙂
You are very welcome! 🙂
I still don’t know how you write such epic poetry!