Monday, November 19, 2012

Another Birthday

As I get older; I get bolder
My mother’s stares…
Of course get colder
Cause I refuse to get married and have a child
And according to her, I’m still running wild

But what you see on the surface
Is not what it is inside
I do have my plans
But they’re in a slightly different order
I do what I can
And at times I’m on the border
But I pull back
cause I want to be sure
I can’t walk down someone else’s path
Or open someone else’s door

And what I love about growing up
Is that I finally know my mind
My fears have released through endless tears
My heart is full of love—the eternal kind

While dreams are flourishing
Reality is a welcome change
The ticking clock; that 10-carat rock
I aim with my pistol
But they’re still not in my range

There’s a 3-legged dog
That tugs at my heart
If I every find him/her
I know it will be a new start! 

No comments:

Post a Comment