AS I GROW

 

 As I grow, I dreamed 

Going to bed at night comes with pleasure

Pleasure because I can eventually,

Retire to bed and look into the future

Future of love unconditional 

That was beauty


As I grow, I could not wait to grow

The future was far

Way to far to start living my dream

How long will I live in fantasies

How many days more to retire to bed

Looking into the future

Future of living my dreams 

That was hard


As I grow, I lived

I counted the days, days rolled up to weeks

Weeks jumped to months, 

And eventually summersaulted to years

But I hoped. Because growth never ends


As I grow, I watched

I observed each day pass by

Carrying my dreams along

Having no control over the moment

The day rushes over with every thought

Are my dreams fading? Are they rushing out with time?


As I grow, I learned

I learnt dreams never die

Days may fail, weeks will disappoint 

And years will mess plans up

But I learned. 


I learnt that, dreams do not die off

Not with time, not with moment

Neither with life's circumstances,

Of oppressions and depression. 

But only of the ability to hold on 

To the dreams that takes you to bed at night.


MaakaWrites 💗

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