Reverie

A life of anticipation
Of expectation and hope
Waiting for the moments
Looking at the broader scope

Doing all the day to day
One day like the next
Working, planning, dreaming
Starting to feel perplexed

Many months of reverie
Awake but in a trance
Thinking about those moments
About the one big chance

What I get is nothing special
No excitement, no big thrill
Just the doldrums of plain living 
My dreams are not fulfilled

Still I wait and wonder
Will my imaginings come true
Pondering a future
Painted in crimson hues
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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July 8, 2009 at 8:22 AM
What are we without our dreams JB. Excellent writing. Love, Carol
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