Dreaming of my goal.
Going for it.
Dreams dashed - temporarily.
It is not the end of the world,
even it felt like it at the time.
Life goes on,
so will I.
Stopping, evaluating, planning.
Plan, change, act.
Keep believing in myself.
Dwell on what is possible.
Focus on the goal.
Then one day, my dreams
will become reality -
Achieving my goal.
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Friday, August 23, 2013
Tuesday, August 6, 2013
Fun, then Hope.
Fun, fun, fun.
The kids are having fun.
Laughing, playing, being kids
Adults watching them.
Smiling, relaxing, laughing too.
Then shock, horror, oh my god....
The ambulance comes and goes.
The hospital staff do what they can.
The patient remains unconcious.
Questions and answers go back and forth.
Will she wake up? Maybe. Maybe not.
How long will she be unconcious? Unknown.
How bad is the damage? Who knows.
Will she fully recover? We do not know.
What do you know then? Hope, there is hope, always hope.
The patient remains unconcious.
Hope hangs in the air and in loved ones hearts.
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The kids are having fun.
Laughing, playing, being kids
Adults watching them.
Smiling, relaxing, laughing too.
Then shock, horror, oh my god....
The ambulance comes and goes.
The hospital staff do what they can.
The patient remains unconcious.
Questions and answers go back and forth.
Will she wake up? Maybe. Maybe not.
How long will she be unconcious? Unknown.
How bad is the damage? Who knows.
Will she fully recover? We do not know.
What do you know then? Hope, there is hope, always hope.
The patient remains unconcious.
Hope hangs in the air and in loved ones hearts.
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Sunday, August 4, 2013
Walking Along
Walking and enjoying the night
Looking at what I can see.
A shadow caused by a light
seems to be watching me.
I walk slower and watch
it following me.
The figure seems to undo a latch;
a twist shoots pain down from my knee.
I hobble along the path
A formless voice stays 'Hope you are ok.'
Those words dissipate my wrath,
Having made my day.
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Looking at what I can see.
A shadow caused by a light
seems to be watching me.
I walk slower and watch
it following me.
The figure seems to undo a latch;
a twist shoots pain down from my knee.
I hobble along the path
A formless voice stays 'Hope you are ok.'
Those words dissipate my wrath,
Having made my day.
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.
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