Stifled Dreams
The life that's long brings to a man a change
Of those traditions then to modern thrill.
May journeys, that we're staid, now rearrange
To open thoughts and chance for a new skill.
Does work march on by rules of a new drill?
The World turns man like marbles in a jar,
And leaves him searching for a perfect star.
Copyright © Hilda Greenhough | Year Posted 2024
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