The seed of my dreams
Is neither greed
Nor grandeur,
But a simple need to be...

Valued as an ear of corn
To a starving child;

Respected as a medal earned
For the fastest mile;

Judged no more or less
By the skin of my flesh;

Rewarded like a sinner blessed
For ace-ing the Test;

Loved like a ray of light
By a budding rose;

Remembered for the path I chose...

So layered in burdens...

So littered with woes....

Yet Oh....

So very fulfilling!

~ P
(#ThePathIChose)
02/28/2014