You Get What You Expect

My world is random, for it’s what I expect
Yours might be orderly, more’s the pity
My world is flexible, dancing her way past the gym
Your world might be lifting weights
We skip toward the bakery for our scrumptious donut

I believe life is like death
You get what you expect
If you expect sadness, dourness, sourness, meanness,
Guess what?
If you expect joy, hope, faith, and positive affirmations,
come and sit by me

I think our souls and imaginations determine our world.
There is no fate, there is only free will.
Free will that plots our life and our death
I know my death is going to be more life than my life.
How is that for free will?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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De Beaulieu Avatar
August 12, 2021 at 3:50 PM
Hello Caren, wow! That is awsome!Hugs.
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August 13, 2021 at 11:12 AM
Hello Caren, you are welcome my friend. Hugs.
Krutsinger Avatar
August 12, 2021 at 7:30 PM
Thank you kindly Darlene
Ibeh Avatar
August 12, 2021 at 11:28 AM
Fabulous piece, Caren:-) I enjoyed reading your poem!
Krutsinger Avatar
August 12, 2021 at 11:57 AM
Thank you kindly Edward
Hankins Avatar
August 11, 2021 at 6:26 PM
Reminds me of what Deb said as she lay dying. She told me she was about to embark on the greatest journey of her life. What hope for the future she had.
Krutsinger Avatar
August 12, 2021 at 9:53 AM
I truly do think that this is death compared to what the next journey will give to us. That will be true life.
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