If all our thoughts were silver And all our dreams were gold, The wealth would be far greater Than phantom ships could hold. The treasure ship o' dreams Sails out beyond the bar With faith the brave, good pilot And hope the guiding star. No fear of rocks or danger As fancy wanders free. Thoughts are jolly sailors Traveling many a distant sea. As it sails into Life's last harbor, May the ship o' dreams so bold, Store memories bright as silver And true dreams worth more than gold. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BUCOLIC COMEDY: FLEECING TIME by EDITH SITWELL SONNET OF FISHES by GEORGE BARKER STANZAS, OCCASIONED BY THE DEATH OF A RELATIVE ABROAD by BERNARD BARTON LYNTON VERSES: 3 by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN VOICES OF SPRING by JUNE ELLIOTT CARLSON TO [THE REVEREND] MR. NEWTON ON HIS RETURN FROM RAMSGATE by WILLIAM COWPER |