The Life I Dreamed Of

Have you ever looked back at the young girl or boy that you once were? Have you ever stopped to recollect all the ideals and principles and sundry little nuggets of wisdom that you used to hoard up to aid you budding maturity? I’m sure you still remember all the promises and assurances that you made to yourself.

When I grow up, I would have achieved this,’ or ‘when I grow up, I would never ever do this…’ It’s not so hard to aspire perfection in the innocence of childhood, or even during the fiery zeal of youth. But it is much harder to achieve that perfection, isn’t it?

But despite our many failures, it’s still worthwhile to count the small victories, few though they might be. For it is not a grand success that ensures happiness. But a joyous stream of happy and loving moments that makes life truly successful and fulfilled.

And that is just what the following poem is all about.

~*~ The Life I Dreamed Of~*~

By: – Author Unknown

She came tonight as I sat alone

The girl that I used to be…

And she gazed at me with her earnest eye

and questioned reproachfully.

Have you forgotten the many plans

And hopes that I had for you?

The great career, the splendid fame

All the wonderful things to do?

Where is the mansion of stately height

With all of its gardens rare?

The silken robes that I dreamed for you

And the jewels for dressing your hair?

And as she spoke, I was very sad,

For I wanted her pleased with me…

This slender girl from the shadowy past

The girl I used to be.

So gently arising, I took her hand,

And guided her up the stair

Where peacefully sleeping, my babies lay

Innocent, sweet and fair.

And I told her that these are my own gems,

and precious they are to me;

The silken robe is my motherhood

Of costly simplicity.

And my mansion of stately height is Love,

And the only career I know;

Is serving each day in these sheltering walls

For the dear ones who come and go.

And as I spoke to my shadowy guest,

She smiled through her tears at me;

And I saw that the woman that I am now

Pleased the girl that I used to be.






How far can a person go to fulfill the dream’s of someone else?

Read Dream’s Sake to find out. Click on the picture for reviews and free preview of the novel


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