Here's another offering to Poet's Corner from a Southampton gentleman.

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"The Dreamer"

I have always been a dreamer,

And I am a dreamer still.

But my dreams just never do come true,

Perhaps they never will.

I once dreamed I was a hero

So full of derring-do.

But I simply was not needed

Doing things that heroes do.

I dreamed I could make music,

Perhaps play a baby-grand.

But somehow there was never time

To go and join the band.

I dreamed of painting pictures

Portraits true to life.

But all I ever managed was

A photo of the wife.

I dreamed I’d be a singer,

They said my voice was fair.

But they’d bang upon the bathroom door

If I started singing there.

I dreamed I’d be a writer

But I couldn’t find a plot.

Somehow a play seemed easier,

But Shakespeare I am not.

So I will go on dreaming

It really suits me fine.

I might even be a poet

If I only had the time.

by  George Nicolls, 

Dibden Purlieu, Southampton

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