Maxioms by Langston Hughes
Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly.
Like a welcome summer rain, humor may suddenly cleanse and cool the earth, the air and you.
Like a welcome summer rain, humor may suddenly cleanse and cool the earth, the air and you.
What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a read more
What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore then run? Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust over like a syrupy sweet? Maybe it sags like a heavy load. Or does it just explode?.
Hold fast to dreams for if dreams die, life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams for if dreams die, life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.
