Catalina's Milky Way Dreams(c) Re- Written 2024 - By The Depressed Poet, Doc Dalton
Shooting Stars and fast moving CarsRumble through the roads of my mindTick-e-ty Tock, the old sounds of the clockSay's it's almost a quarter past nine
The moons surely rising, the stars are a glidingAnd Mr. Sandman is ready to roamHurry off to bed and put your pillow under your headHe might just be visiting you tonight at homeDrifting off to sleep is such a wonderful featAdventures you'll enjoy on your ownMaking new friends on a journey to no endA secrete life that is yours all aloneDon't be afraid of those gobble lee goo'sOr those pirates drifting to sea on their boatsThere's no need to worry there just in your dreamsLike rainbow clouds and cotton candy floatsOh that sky's full of colors of make believe wondersExciting every step of the wayCan't you let me stay for just a little bit longerPlease, don't take my Dreams a wayTo see this through a child's eyesOn the path to where stars brightly beamThrough a different world of twist and twirlsWon't you come to my Milky Way DreamsWe could have so much funUnder an ice cream sun and laugh our time awaySing some M & M songs the whole day longUntil we awake to brand new day
Pluto say's hey kiddo don't get out of bedAs Snakel Puss laughs and says, ah it's OKKKKKKKKPopeye yell's, were gone in a minute after I eat me spinachPoo say's all aboard my Banana Split SleighOh that Sky's full of colors of make believe wondersExciting every step of the wayCan't you let me stay for just a little bit longerWorry not Catalina, we won't take your Dreams a way
To see this through a child's eyesOn the path to where stars brightly beamThrough a different world of twist and twirlsWon't you come to my Milky Way Dreams
Catalina say's, please come join me, on my Milky Way Dreams
He walked the floor long after the lights had gone out, wearing a path into the old wooden boards beneath his feet. Every step carried another thought, another question, another prayer. Maybe I pushed too hard. Maybe I should have waited. Maybe I said too much. The worries never seemed to end.
She wasn't just beautiful. Beauty has a way of catching your eye for a moment. Kindness, however, has a way of capturing your heart forever. That was who she was. A gentle soul with a smile that could quiet even the loudest storms inside another person. The last thing he ever wanted was to lose her. Life had already taken so much from him. His heart had surrendered to disappointment more than once, and somewhere along the way this unexpected friendship—this wonderful game called hope—had become the one thing he looked forward to each day.
Now all he could do was pray. He prayed that he hadn't ruined something that had barely begun. He prayed that tomorrow would somehow be kinder than today. Most of all, he prayed that if this was meant to be, God would gently guide both of their hearts toward one another. Then came the hardest question of all. Do I move forward... Or do I stand still and let life take its own course? Sometimes neither answer feels right. Sometimes love asks us to trust before it gives us certainty.
What he never realized was that somewhere not far away, another heart was asking those very same questions. She was shy. Not because she lacked courage, but because her heart had been careful for a very long time. She wondered if she had said enough. She wondered if she should reach out. She worried that perhaps she cared too much. She feared losing him before she ever truly had the chance to know him. She wanted him in her life more than she was willing to admit. Every hope she carried was wrapped inside a quiet prayer she whispered when no one else was listening.
Two hearts... Separated not by miles, but by uncertainty. Both hoping. Both praying. Both waiting for a sign. Funny how life works sometimes. We spend so much time asking for certainty that we forget how beautiful faith really is. Hope is where the dream begins. Faith is where we decide to keep walking, even when we cannot yet see where the road leads. There are only a few short steps between the two.
Life itself is nothing more than a guided adventure through valleys and mountaintops, through laughter and tears, through victories and disappointments. Every road we travel becomes a lesson. Every delay teaches patience. Every bend reminds us that we cannot always see what waits around the next corner. The obstacles are not there to stop us. They are there to strengthen us. To teach us that the greatest blessings often arrive after the longest walks. Perhaps that is why God rarely shows us the entire journey. If He did, we might never discover how strong our faith could become.
Two young people... Full of hope. Full of faith. Both searching for exactly the same thing. A hand to hold. A heart to trust. A life worth sharing. Maybe one day they will look back and smile, realizing that the distance between them was never very far at all. It was only a few short steps. A few short steps between hope and faith. And sometimes... those few short steps become the beginning of forever.
She wasn't just beautiful. Beauty has a way of catching your eye for a moment. Kindness, however, has a way of capturing your heart forever. That was who she was. A gentle soul with a smile that could quiet even the loudest storms inside another person. The last thing he ever wanted was to lose her. Life had already taken so much from him. His heart had surrendered to disappointment more than once, and somewhere along the way this unexpected friendship—this wonderful game called hope—had become the one thing he looked forward to each day.
Now all he could do was pray. He prayed that he hadn't ruined something that had barely begun. He prayed that tomorrow would somehow be kinder than today. Most of all, he prayed that if this was meant to be, God would gently guide both of their hearts toward one another. Then came the hardest question of all. Do I move forward... Or do I stand still and let life take its own course? Sometimes neither answer feels right. Sometimes love asks us to trust before it gives us certainty.
What he never realized was that somewhere not far away, another heart was asking those very same questions. She was shy. Not because she lacked courage, but because her heart had been careful for a very long time. She wondered if she had said enough. She wondered if she should reach out. She worried that perhaps she cared too much. She feared losing him before she ever truly had the chance to know him. She wanted him in her life more than she was willing to admit. Every hope she carried was wrapped inside a quiet prayer she whispered when no one else was listening.
Two hearts... Separated not by miles, but by uncertainty. Both hoping. Both praying. Both waiting for a sign. Funny how life works sometimes. We spend so much time asking for certainty that we forget how beautiful faith really is. Hope is where the dream begins. Faith is where we decide to keep walking, even when we cannot yet see where the road leads. There are only a few short steps between the two.
Life itself is nothing more than a guided adventure through valleys and mountaintops, through laughter and tears, through victories and disappointments. Every road we travel becomes a lesson. Every delay teaches patience. Every bend reminds us that we cannot always see what waits around the next corner. The obstacles are not there to stop us. They are there to strengthen us. To teach us that the greatest blessings often arrive after the longest walks. Perhaps that is why God rarely shows us the entire journey. If He did, we might never discover how strong our faith could become.
Two young people... Full of hope. Full of faith. Both searching for exactly the same thing. A hand to hold. A heart to trust. A life worth sharing. Maybe one day they will look back and smile, realizing that the distance between them was never very far at all. It was only a few short steps. A few short steps between hope and faith. And sometimes... those few short steps become the beginning of forever.
