I wrote this poem to describe a life I have always wished I had...and who knows, maybe that life is in my future...time will tell
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What life is to be
Pondering whether or not to sacrafice my life for something i hold dear to my heart
Wondering if my life would ever change by moving it to a new place
Hoping a day will come when i can finally depict myself as happy
Woundrous life, each day full of enjoyment...looking into the eyes of my lover and confessing my hearts desire
Leaving a small but endless mist of my life for at least one person to remember me for what i've done
Saying "Yeah, i knew him...he was a great man" and in that person's mind, I will forever be great
Looking down upon my once lived existance, shedding a tear because I know I did well...
©Cassonian
3-3-02
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