Perchance
Two o’clock
I should be sleeping
Too often I awake
Pain drives, so does
Want and dream
And vision
I write I dream I
Play inside my heart
I hope for what is
Better than I have,
More than I
Deserve
It’s how I dream,
I think
Wish and in a
Kindly boxed-in
Way
(That often I
Don’t understand)
Forget what
Drove me from my
Calling
September 12, 2016 at 9:28 pm
Great work xx
September 13, 2016 at 2:11 am
Thanks!
September 13, 2016 at 3:02 am
can relate in each and every heartfelt words, brother.
September 13, 2016 at 5:44 pm
Sister, thank you. I very much appreciate your close response.
September 14, 2016 at 4:08 am
you are always welcome! 🙂