© photo by michelle bryant
written at age 20
(funny, i still feel this way today-in my forties)
i was never made aware
of things that were to come-
songs unsung,
dreams dying,
hopes fading.
i never knew life could be so hollow
or mindless,
or timeless,
never enuf time
to find my cares,
to become aware
that i had to make time
to sing,
to dream,
to hope,
to live.
© michelle bryant