Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

Watermelon Dreams

Watermelon dreams
Weigh heavily on her
What happened to their garden?
What happened to their seed?

She was going to be someone rich and famous
Accomplished, learned.
Special, adored, revered.
Well loved by the masses.

Watermelon dreams.
Too heavy, became a burden
Seemed to be unattainable.
She became overwhelmed.

They alarmed her, unarmed her.
She felt stymied, confused, destroyed.
The stepping stones which used to seem plausible
Became burdensome.

Watermelon dreams.
She wishes she had replaced them long ago
With strawberry dreams,
Sweet, unpretentious, attainable dreams.

Succulent, fragrant, tasty dreams.
Maybe a husband, family
She saw herself with a cat and a pony.
Was it too late at seventy-two? She did not know.

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M. L. Kiser June 8, 2020 at 5:56 PM There are those of the mindset that, "it's never too late". I would be but, I'm too tired. Enjoyed. Caren Krutsinger June 9, 2020 at 10:45 AM I did not paint my first mural until I was 63. I think it is never too late.