Saturday, 18 November 2023

Perfect, nearly

 All of the things I wished for came true,

The dream became reality, clearly.

And it's picture perfect, nearly.

There's the house, the dog, the job, the you.

The car, the garden, the vegetables you grew.

One wee thing is out of place, plainly,

There's no me in this picture. 


All the stars I wished on, all the dandelions I blew,

Wasted, prayers made, pointlessly.

Choices made along the way, wrongly.

It's not right, squint, askew,

There's no me in this picture.


kht summer 2023

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