#78-A dreamer

My friend,He has a heart of gold.If he could,He would pick every single pearAnd help those in need,Eat, one by one.------I have different dreams,But when he talks,Really talks,I dream along with him.------I stare at the pears,Hear his words in my mind,And mist up.It’s ok.Just feelings of gratitude,For him, and his dreams…