Awaiting the day dawning
A day that we cannot see
Good hopes for our near future
Thoughts of what we think might be
Day dreams stuck in the present
To where time appears to flow
In what we want to happen
It comes to us very slow
Poem # 621
Idea 7 May 2010
4:15PM Kitchen by micro
How did I come up with this poem?
I was thinking of things that haven't happened yet.
The things we don't see seem to come slow.
We appear to be stuck in life.
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