Maybe in My Way

Maybe in My Way

The angel closed her eyes
     and turned to walk away;
Said "when you least expect it
     I will return one day.
Though you may not see me
     I'll interpret your dreams,
And the news which I bring
     may not be what it seems".

I once thought long and hard
     about the words she said,
I wondered if I'll see her
     before that time I'm dead.
And now there come changes
     in those dreams through the night,
Changes I can't explain
     nor of them can I write.

Mornings come so quickly,
     as though not enough sleep;
Mem'ries of the sunrise
     aren't meant for me to keep.
Sometimes I can't recall
     the sound of my own name,
And though it's a problem
     I don't know who's to blame.

Mountains in the distance
     no longer call to me;
Once knew those that travelled
     and envied they were free.
Now I look to valleys
     and walk through rains that fall;
Some say I should not run
     until I've learned to crawl.

One thinks days are numbered
     until the final end,
And everything you've earned
     adds up to what you spend.
They may not understand
     but I know what I meant,
And maybe in my way
     I've come to be content.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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