Dreaming of a future that may never come.
Dreaming of wealth, that may never be obtained.
Dreaming of that tall, handsome dude ,that will brush you off your feet.
A marriage that's perfect, and children too.
Many of them may, not come too pass.
But it's your dream to hold.
There is no prize put on dreaming.
So come  take a hike, with me into fairyland.
And let us.
Dream.
Dream .
Dream 😅.

Many would integrate who is she.
What does she know has she been there.
But roads are many, and each has a different tale to tell.
How would I relate to a mom who has a down syndrome child, or a child who is swiftly taken away, without fulfilling their days.
So wisdom is required in what we
Say .
So many a roads I have trudged already.
Not just the talk , but the walk I've done.
So when I reach out too many.
It is with love and care.
Too build a new future, for the coming generations.

This logo is splattered far and wide.
As youngsters say.
I am who I am.
Because of A,B and C.
I integrate  that holding on isn't good.
As freedom can only be found in letting go.
We speak,we speak and they continue to hold on.
But in my heart of hearts I hope they will understand.
Because they are the future, of generations, too come.

There is always two sides to a coin.
And I believe that some, time or another.
We are witnesses to this.
In the work place, and church, blushes are received.
As praises go up.
Soon the visage is removed as home time is it.
Home time, oh home time.
Now I can let my guard down.
The monster within, can no longer be contained.
As fury is unleashed, in the home with full force.
Breaking and breaking the one's that he loves.

Touch me.
Hold me
Tell me that you love 💕 me.
And I will melt into your arms

In too slumber I will drift.
Reaching places, far and wide.
Running free, drifting high.
Speaking words,yet untold.
As I drift further and further into slumber Land.

As my poetry is very diverse.
I'm sure many questions are posed.
Who the hell this woman is.
But on the whole I'm quite a character.
As diversity follows me.