Wednesday, August 21, 2013

in her dreams

in her dreams,
she was always
in her dreams,
life had just
in her dreams,
endless opportunities
in her dreams,
there were
no clocks.
in her dreams,
she was loved
and adored,
always happy,
never bored.
but she woke
up to old,
wrinkled hands.
end of her dreams,
time for real life

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greetings! i have managed to incorporate my eternal woodstock nation spirit with the high tech 21st century world. i am an artist/writer, who dabbles in rhyme, and, sometimes, reason. my passions are my husband, who is truly the wind that ruffles my sails, animals rights, yoga...waking up in the morning. i find inspiration in too many things to list, and far too many more to remember. sketching, watercolor painting,poetry and photography are my ways of expressing joy and gratitude. from living with a chronic illness, i have learned the beauty of each day, and treat each as another sun salutation, and another chance.