That is nice ahhh ah aaaa
Langston Hughes 'As I Grew Older' begins about a dream that the poet had 'a long time ago. ' The poet says his dream, bright as the sun, was right in front of him until a wall rose between him and his dream. The poet is an old man now and he is thinking about his dream which he dreamt long time ago.
A because this is the first Christmas that we have not needed to economise
