Wednesday, August 21, 2013

in her dreams

in her dreams,
she was always
young.
in her dreams,
life had just
begun.
in her dreams,
endless opportunities
knocked,
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
plans.

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