I am a wee girl with big dreams
Even though I am turning 50
Love Poem
Even though most of my hair is turning gray
Even though new wrinkles are
Being possessive
And the old ones want to stay
Each of my wrinkles
Reminds me
Still
I am a wee girl with big dreams
I see my dreams as stars in the sky
I see my dreams as birds fly
I see many dreams come true
I see some fall through
Each of my dreams that dies
I make a wish for another
To come to life
Each of my dreams reminds me
I am a wee girl with big dreams
My dreams bring life to my mind
My dreams make nights brighter
And days shine
My dreams are the food for my soul
My dreams fill the sadness holes
My dreams make me realize
Who I am and what I still want to be
I am a wee girl with big dreams
I celebrate my life
And each moment reminds me
I am a wee girl with big dreams.
Why do I feel sad
Why do I feel sad
When
You don't listen to me
Why...
Then I asked myself
The true myself
The sass is...
I literally don't spend time
To know you
I do spend time
To generate you
My creation is
Just a fantasy
To serve my own purpose
But it is not the true you
But if...
I would have spent time
Knowing you
Rather then creating you
Life would have been different
Now I realize
Reality hurts...only
When
My own fantasy
Takes operate of my life.
The Self-Motivational, 50th Birthday Poem, and Love Poem
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