Dreams Long Forgotten
I remember the dreams; I had as a child;
my future looked so bright;
what came about; can’t be reconciled;
when day transitioned to night.
I thought I’d be a lawyer; when young;
but such wasn’t meant to be;
eventually; an entrepreneur; I’d become;
my future; beyond what I see.
I worked long hours; to become a success;
but, success only lasts but a season;
a successful life; became one of duress;
my circumstance; devoid of reason.
My dreams collapsed; like a house of cards;
everything I treasured; was gone;
a crystal chandelier; shattered into shards;
with me; left alone to live on.
Often, I’d dreamed of love and romance;
but enduring love was not to be;
love was merely my past circumstance;
there’s no one now, to love me.
I still have dreams of a love in my life;
for, I have much love to give;
but, I am too old to find a new wife;
and it requires love; to live.
I suffered sorrow, heartache and strife;
leaving me alone and downtrodden;
I’m too old to find love, in a new life;
all my dreams; long forgotten.
Monty 11.5.25. # 3,040