We were young and full of dreams
We learned that nothing’s as it seems
We wished at futures, grabbed at one
Played our games: lost or won.
Suffered, fought, rejoiced, survived
Collapsed, gave up, came out alive.
And now we look back at our choice
And rearrange to find the voice
We silenced when we made our pick
of futures piled and buried thick.
We re-invent the selves we were,
Embrace the dreams that we deferred,
Move forward into something new,
and grow beyond all that we knew.
We are less young. less full of dreams,
so we construct our own life themes.
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For S & L,
college sweethearts who are re-kindling romance 25 years later…
Many blessings on you both.
Shawn L. Bird 