Ever since he was a child

His untamed heart has always been wild

For he was a dreamer

A childhood believer

Riding down the river of his dreams

Finding his purpose amongst the trees

And dancing in the breeze

He would go into the forest

To wander along the paths that he knew best

For he always knew

Exactly what he wanted to do

His heart was filled with such high hopes

Blazing trails and swinging from ropes

He was clinging onto challenging slopes

A boy who understood darkness

And the ways of the wavy lines of progress

For he lived to discover

Always loved to uncover

Wading in the middle of the valley streams

He realized the world is as magnificent as it seems

All alone in the forest of hopes and dreams

Reflections of you, reflections of me

Dancing the way stanzas, play out in poetry

Two lives twined together in relative harmony

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Reflections of dark, reflections of light

Creates beautiful images, like a candle burning bright

From the darkest shade of black to a blank canvas of white

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Reflections of now, reflections of then

Remembering things from the past, remembering when

How so many moments, we long to visit again

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Reflections of hopes, reflections of dreams

Flow throughout our lives, like rivers and streams

Carrying out our promise, the way the full moon beams