Paula Goldsmith Poet Rhyme

My Ruthless Dreams Collaboration

Up early and off to school I must go
Full of pep and not too slow,
That was then when I was young
This is now a new age I have begun,
How I hate them as I climb out of bed
Early mornings are for the dead,
Unreasonable I must seem
Unyieldingly demanding where is my coffee cream,
But I did love them bed and pillow
Seems so long ago I dreamed of an armadillo,
Now they‘re ruthless dreams
I just can’t do them with ice cream,
I’m now past my prime teens.
 

8-23-2019   "for contest COLLABORATION sponsored by Line Gauthier"

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Darlene De Beaulieu September 3, 2019 at 6:29 PM Helllo Paula Goldsmith, we all age whether we like it or not. Have a nice evening my friend. Paula Goldsmith September 20, 2019 at 10:52 PM Thank You, for reading and writing. I love to hear from other writers. Enjoy your weekend.........

Mahtab Bangalee September 1, 2019 at 4:25 AM ruthless dream the past now melting as out of freeze ice-cream!///beautiful poem; enjoyed Paula Goldsmith September 1, 2019 at 9:57 AM Glad you enjoyed it. Thank You, for reading and the wonderful note.......

Line Gauthier August 28, 2019 at 7:43 PM Bed and pillow indeed "a new age i have begun". Congrats, Paula. Paula Goldsmith August 28, 2019 at 9:59 PM I enjoyed your note. Thanks for reading and writing.....

Eric Ashford August 26, 2019 at 8:00 AM This poem takes me back, and I feel how it was in your busy shoes. Well crafted poem Paula Goldsmith August 26, 2019 at 10:08 AM Thank You, for reading and writing. I love to hear what other writers think. Glad you liked it. It was fun to write......

Ann Foster August 26, 2019 at 3:20 AM demanding coffee and cream...hum.. yes. I agree. Exellent write, hugs. Ann

Lindsay Laurie August 24, 2019 at 8:30 PM Hello Paula … well aware about your poem. I recall when I thought forty was old and will I ever reach eighteen. Time travels much quicker than we think - thank you Paula - Lindsay Paula Goldsmith August 25, 2019 at 11:31 AM Thank You, for writing. I love to hear what other writers have to say. Funny how we want to get older, then we get older & we want to be young again........

Arturo Michael August 23, 2019 at 6:57 PM You sure had fun here...but I believe the getting up early part...that is real...it's more of a mind thing as we age...body parts can relax...All the best Paula Paula Goldsmith August 23, 2019 at 7:22 PM Thank You, for writing. Yes, I did have fun here. Fun is what it is all about. Right????? Thanks for the best wishes.....