There is a dream I have ...

That on one of my birthdays
I can wake up serene and happy
Without a care in the world.

That I move through the day
Doing things for those around me
Without the baggage draggage.

That those I love share the joy
Of a day set aside
Of everything true and everything tried.

That on just one of my birthdays
It's peaceful sun up to sun down
Selfishness and disregard unfound.

That every hour is spent in productive try
Of building for each other and unwinding
The snarls of twisted years gone by.

I cook and everyone's happy
I build and everyone's happy
We rest together and everyone's happy.

But it has never happened yet.
There are heaps of burned-out candles
Of dreams that never happened.

There are broken dishes, tossed aside presents
Waiting to be taken out on trash day
That never comes.

There are pools of tears that run so deep and still
That even the slightest motion sends
Ripples like tsunamis to Earth's ends.

There is a dream I have.
Of a peaceful day in harmony
With all around, with all around.

Most likely it will occur around my grave.
They will stand and hands will touch.
And say we wasted so, so much.

07/31/2010

Posted on 08/01/2010
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