My Reality
Daydreaming
Lost in thought…..
Wondering….
Hoping….
Dreaming….
A blessing, a curse?
Who knows?
A dream….
A wonderful dream,
Love and happiness
A home, a husband,
A daughter,
A family,
One to call my own.
A dream, my dream.
Wait….
Wait a minute….
This dream is no dream…
It’s a reality
My wonderful, picture perfect, Reality.
Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Falling Friendship | 1 | 09/30/2009 |
| Daydreaming | 0 | 09/30/2009 |
| My Reality | 0 | 09/30/2009 |
| Ghost Town | 0 | 09/30/2009 |
| Bump, Bump | 1 | 09/29/2009 |
| Never Ending | 1 | 02/18/2009 |
| Watching Me Grow | 1 | 02/18/2009 |
| Mommy - To - Be | 1 | 02/18/2009 |
| Motherhood Test | 0 | 02/18/2009 |
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