The Gift of a Dream
There’s the home I’m waiting to own, Furnished just to my tastes. And a business that I can conjure, Though it lives mostly in conceptual space.
There are traits I promised to perfect, And others I wish would have departed. Projects still unfinished, And many more still unstarted.
The bridge from 20s into 30s, Seems to have narrowed, Expectations and points of arrival, Sometimes distanced and harrowed.
It’s the wondering, if in fact, all my dreams will come true,........
