Tuesday, September 7, 2010

My path of wonder...

Wishing for the break in day
when time is called my own
Where thoughts of
desired choices calm my inner world...

Where worries
are but a thing of past
and no more control my path

Not living for those distant days
speeding up against my back
faster than I have
slept in tack...

I can sit idle or fill my everyday
and still the stress remain
For it not be my own time
free to be inside my mind

As well as when I was a child
my desires went astray...
Still moving towards the day
As much to my dismay.

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