Unfulfilled Dreams
Some career choices come with small voices.
Some callings seem divine, but are ahead of their time.
Certain dreams die on the vine, and nightmares begin to shine.
Such things happen, not by design, but by a ton of denying.
Rejections here, jealousies there, and so few who really care.
So, the best is left on the table, and the remains are laid to rest.
070622PSCtest, Bite Size Poem No48 Poetry Contest,
Line Gauthier. 2P
Copyright © Curtis Johnson | Year Posted 2022
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