I thought I had won the Pulitzer Prize.
Yet! To my surprise.
It wasn't very good.
Though! It was wise to say.
Not the best.
Yet! Very good.
So the dream continues.
Working my way up that ladder.
While the heart goes pitter padder.
Like soaking your feet.
In very cool water.
Life continues.
In a very fast manner.
I dream of yester-year.
As though it were today.
I count all my dreams.
While I continue to pray.
Nothing like being a poet.
Who never gives up.
I dread the poet.
Who always gives in.
Writing those words down.
Day by day.
Pen and ink in hand.
The old fashion way.
Like an angel from heaven.
Much to my surprise.
While I dream of winning.
The Pulitzer Prize..
Dream-Poetry By:
Kim Robin Edwards
Copyright 2002,2009..
ALL rights reserved..
Originally Posted On Site: 2009-10-29 02:22:58
Last Login: 03.01.11
Video Unavailable: Malformed URL
Visits as of 12-12-07: 291
Comments:
|
|||
|
|||
