Monday, January 23, 2006

Not my Dream

I dreamed a dream that was not mine
I wonder if I am not fine

I recognized not one person
This dream is not mine I'm certain

The shoes I wore were old and torn
Many looked at me with scorn

This house was new and missing a few
Where was the life I lived with many

Where is the family I loved
I find had been shoved

I wondered threw this life
Filled with strife

This dream is not mine I said
Looking into the mirror of dread

I saw myself sitting
and then it all became fitting

This dream was my life with a small sputter
When viewed through the eyes of another

They could see a bit futher
I began to shutter

Understanding the path I took
Was the other I forsook

This dream I thought was not mine
Turned out to be just fine

For know I know what I must change
And Why It all looks so deranged

When viewed threw the dream of another
I too could see much futher

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I dared to dream beyond my mind,
And took a perverse look at a woman’s behind.
With bounds of nay I examined it close,
With my gentle voice “please take off your cloths!”

4:15 PM  

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