Analysis of My Dream

A droplet in my ocean of dreams

Tiny droplets filled my ocean of dreams;
Who says this one will be different;
But for some reason;
When this droplet called a dream fell;
It made a small ripple of determination;
And I realized;
I wanted to make this one a reality

For many days I worked to improve;
Aiming for success;
Driven by that ripple;
And with each day that ended;
The ripple grew;
Until it was no longer determination:
But passion.

Though sometimes, I pondered;
What if I failed?
And then the ripple faded back into the still sea;
But when I could go on no more;
A bigger droplet fell.

That droplet wasn’t driven from only my dream;
Instead, from the dreams of others;
It made a ripple bigger than the last;
A ripple of passion and determination;
That pushed me to keep going. 

And in the end, that little droplet called a dream;
Became a reality;
Because of passion and support;
For if it had not;
I wouldn’t have been writing this poem.