When She Was Young

When She Was Young When she was young she would sleep holding her dreams in her hand next to her heart to protect them from being forgotten now that she is older she sleeps dreading to dream as her hands cannot hold them any longer. When she was young her dreams had a meaning they lightened up her mornings opening her balcony to breath the fresh air to look towards the mountains and feel the sensation of climbing to the peak watch the other side & peep to the beauty she could reach out to,being younger & having the courage that tomorrow she can do it. When she was young she was glad of life because it gave her the chance to fall in love to work to play to look at the stars. Now that she is older she opens her balcony and sees a black fog hiding her view the mountains don't exist her hopes are mixed up there is a deep valley, the trees are withered the path is blocked the birds are screaming their nests are gone the grass is suffering because of the wind changed its direction running away taking everything that might still be alive. If only she knew how getting older would feel when she was younger she would have intentionally grabbed each day by force and lived each moment instead of having to have lived only to give her whole existence to everybody, she would have had time to keep the mountains view look alive she would have kept seeing a clear path with no end she would have told the trees not to die she would have told the blowing wind to keep her birds nests alive she would have asked her dream not to let her grow olde her dream answered her. My friend if I could do that trust me I would have fulfilled your dream. Yet, she loved when she was younger, she loves getting older, and she loves living today each Moment, Now. Therese Bacha 5/2/13