Sonnet 1- Great Dreams

Oh ye dreamers, don't throw your dreams away;
They are seeds today waiting to spring forth.
Tho' they soon faint and seem to go astray;
Dream them again for they are of great worth.
Tho' men of great dreams may sometimes grow weak;
They are those who outgrow their weaknesses.
Of a truth they are men that do grow sick:
But are not conquered by their sicknesses.
Great dreamers are legends who must not die
Without making their dreams to come alive;
Everyone with great dreams must aim so high
So come out of your shell and start to strive.
Now is the time to dream great dreams again;
For without pain there can never be gain.