More memories than Dreams
Who might I've become had I hung around a little longer. Never experienced the mistakes that made me stronger.If I stayed in that spot, in that box would I regret it now? Would I have learned to swim or have drown? If I was a afraid to go farther than my eyes could see ,and couldn't proceed without the familiar,who might I be? If I based my future off my past,relationships on people who didnt last,would I be living in a sitcome; same script same cast? My only fear is to have more dreams than memories.

Comments (1)
Join free to commentPoets read every comment, and every one you leave earns karma. Registration is FREE.
Join free Log inSMusinga
I enjoyed reading this poem a lot...to me it sounded sweet...a beautifully written poem indeed... I like the description and the imagery...keep up the good work...and hope to read more...5/5 :)
Read SMusinga's poems