David Harris - Fame

We all have dreams of fame,
of having our name known.
Around the world,
for something that we do.
Hoping fortunes might pursue.
Not all get that chance,
and by the wayside fall in despair.
Some carry on a lifetime,
praying and hoping,
their time will come one day.
That they may share with others,
a little of what they’ve done.
Have a crown of victory,
placed upon their head.
To carry on another day.
We all seek adulation,
whether young or old.
To stand in the spotlight,
on a stage of our own.
There to bare our soul,
from one day to the next.
Hoping we’ll not be forgotten,
as time passes on its way.
Leaving for future generations,
a little of what we say.

David Harris

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