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Once upon a dream

Poetry By: Brian Peza Perrins

There are lot's of lonely old people in the world with time on their hands to look back in their lives.

Submitted:Feb 26, 2009    Reads: 339    Comments: 4    Likes: 6   

Once I was a young girl with dreams and aspirations
Then I was a lover, lying in strong and caring arms
As a wife I enjoyed a strong and loving relationship
Then as a mother I experienced the bond of children
Now as I reach my older years I'm a lover no more
Neither do I have anyone to wake up to in the morning
There's no longer anyone knocking on my door
Nor does the phone ring with greetings in my ears
I often look back and wonder, were did it go?
I sometimes dwell and ponder the 'what if' scenario
The aspirations now, have long been and gone
Although I'm tired and aging the dreaming still goes on
Copyright Brian Peza Perrins 2009


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