Dreams
Dreams seem fragile things.
Indeed, a single breath
May shatter them into a thousand fragments.
Yet, held with tender care,
And shaped with love,
They can be molded into a happiness
That all the winds of destiny
Can never break.
They become the masts on which
We set the sails of life.
They are hope, when hope seems gone.
They are the foundation of faith.
They become the memories
That record the smiles and tears of a lifetime.
The Writings of Zelda Lorraine Brown Kline
Edited by Owen A. Kline and Michael E. Kline. Assistant Photo Editor David O. Kline
Copyright @1999 The Kline Family Organization, Inc.
First published in the United States of America by The Kline Family Organization, Inc. 4381 West 5375 South Kearns, Utah 84118
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