When I look in the mirror I see
The world that was going to be
Then a sadness comes all over me
What was to be, will not now be
I wish we could have been what we planned
But life never seems to hear or understand
And so in life we live in the unplanned
And we go forward and we learn to understand
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This poem is written for the Sunday mini challenge at real toads; it was inspired by the photo provided by Kerry (taken by Susie Clevenger) and is written in the style of Yeats` poem cloths of heaven found at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.co.uk/2012/11/the-sunday-mini-challenge_17.html
I think this is just beautiful. I here there regret, but feel the hope.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad it worked, thanks for saying so
DeleteNo good looking back, is it? But here it isn't only what is behind us, it is what seems to be ahead. Ah, life can be so confusing. Nicely displayed in words.
ReplyDeleteVery confusing, thanks for reading.
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Well said. We never are who we planned to be, but lots of times we're better for it.
ReplyDeleteK
That's the hope
DeleteGod bless