When great expectations
Fall short of delivery
Needs and wants
Remain unfulfilled
Wishes and dreams
Turn to imagination
Tears and pain
Are all too real
Search for the River
Without any banks
For life is precious
Time too short
We shouldn’t waste
What elements of each
We currently possess
Though it might not be
Exactly what we want
What we dream
What we imagine
What we hope
What we live for
Forced to embrace
Search for sanctity
Bending time
Feigning happy
It’s not right or wrong
It just is what it is
So we struggle to survive
Whatever way we can
Because only change can happen
When we change our selves
© 2011 Jill Terry
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October 3rd, 2011 at 9:21 am
it is indeed, just what it is.
walk in beauty this day.