Dating
I’m everything you ever dreamed
your hopes your joys your fantasies
new memories
your child will bloom in me.
When grief, pain, hate, rage
fill dark days
you’ll turn to me
I’m everything you ever dreamed.
Expectations.
Too bad a year from now
Or more or less
I’ll go back to being
Just me.
1 comment:
Lovely poem. Thanks.
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