It wasn't at all
what I had imagined
preconceived or unprecedented
Proceeding through life
as though it was a given
anticipating a magnitude
beyond my wildest dreams
When falling from the clouds
so high...
not as soft as a pillow implies...
life hit me hard
and sent me spinning
Clearly, it was up to me
whether I sat there and cried
or gave it another try
For reality was not waiting for me.
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indeed, it is up to you
ReplyDeletewhat you want in life
either you move forward
or take a step back
whatever it may be
i hope you come to see
that life is worth a try
more than once if it needs be...
Thank you Salitype. This poem wasn't written about myself. However; from vast years of experience, brought me to share. I loved that you came by. Please visit again.
ReplyDeletebessye
Love the lines
ReplyDeleteWhen falling from the clouds
so high...
not as soft as a pillow implies...
life hit me hard
and sent me spinning
It's the essence of the poem. Well done my friend.
Your a sweetheart Joanne! I'm your biggest fan!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much...
bessye