Sunday, May 18


A wish
springing forth from the mind
something that drives
something that inspires
A hope
that buds from the mind
with a shiver
and a quiver
A dream
leaving a longing
and a need
Until the clock strikes
every so lightly
listen you might miss your chance
to make a wish on 11:11

1 comment:

Grant-Grey Guda said...

I would be truly honored if you gave your poetic advice on my blogs of poetry and follow them.