Reflection
Inky footsteps walk my page, of where
I have been where I am going. Of the
thoughts collated and dreams sowing,
of rainbows still to find and wishes to
collect. To ponder on loves wins and
loses, friendships found and missed.
The quiet hours to reccolect of past
and futures new horizons, I am no
different than the next person, we all
have these feelings tucked inside the
the physical frame, tugging, nagging,
awaiting answers. Some of these
questions are answered by time some
are answered by circumstance, a lot
float the conscience and some lie the
soul dormant. I said earlier that I am
no different than you but is that true,
are we not all unique in our ways and
therefore different answers required.
Just a moment of reflention in the
quietness of my inky shoes, as I tip
toe across the page. May your dreams
be realised and your prayers and wishes
granted.
Copyright © Daniel Cheeseman | Year Posted 2010
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment