Hopeful Wonder
When a dream never comes true.
You start to wonder, is it you.
Have I done something that I should not.
If I did, well I forgot.
The best dream that I ever had.
Ended up just being a fad.
The style went out and lost appeal.
And now I'm not sure what I feel.
Maybe it's time to think again.
But I start thinking twice and then.
Four times four and out the door.
As I decide maybe once more.
What can become of what's unknown.
Is not allowed until it's shown.
That's when we all will see things clear.
That we can't see that far from here.
Copyright © Robert Johnson | Year Posted 2015
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