"relievement" poems
i often sleep at night.
in the morning, i often wake and
from good dreams, contentment-
from bad dreams, relievement
and of daydream?
the truth is i rarely daydream anymore
my reverie both thrills and scares me
for i recall anything is possible.
look out in no doubt
oh, beautiful life
it is never too late to be who you might have been.
Mar 26, 2012
Mar 26, 2012 at 2:47 PM UTC