by theoneuwant58London, Greater London, England, UK
Aug 2019 314 Views 2 comments
Wishing and Hoping
When we are born,
we don't have a choice.
Our parents will love us,
we listen to the voice.
As we grow older,
we then start to wish,
toys,nice food,nice home and love.
We go to school,
at first,it's not nice.
If the building is old,
we might even see mice.
Towards the end of our schooling,
we start to realize.
That wishing and hoping,
not happening,before our eyes!
we don't have a choice.
Our parents will love us,
we listen to the voice.
As we grow older,
we then start to wish,
toys,nice food,nice home and love.
We go to school,
at first,it's not nice.
If the building is old,
we might even see mice.
Towards the end of our schooling,
we start to realize.
That wishing and hoping,
not happening,before our eyes!
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Aug 2019
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Comments (2)
Life is a journey. Nothing is perfect as we walk it but the human spirit keeps us going no matter what. Loving life and what the world throws at us to overcome. Challenging footsteps but being positive keeps us afloat. Thanks for sharing your thoughts. SM.
I sincerely hope you escape the worst of the Hurricane.
Mike.