Wistfully, I gaze out of my window
Wondering what could have been,
Puzzling over the jigsaw pieces
Of my life.
I’ll admit it.
I thought I knew what I was doing
At the time.
But you live and learn
And as life goes on
You do learn
That your so called dreams
Are not exactly as they seem.
For the clouds to part and the
Star to shine.
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