by B Miles Jackson
Made it, but what now,
Car outside,
House clean, job a reality.
Losing a little of the dream,
Tripping on thoughts of yesterday,
Looking for traces of tomorrow,
No clear direction,
Another day goes by,
Thoughts filled with days pass,
Time to get started.
Outside air fresh,
Blooming flowers, green grass,
To continue,
Use today to start tomorrow,
and yesterday as building blocks.
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Barbara B-Miles Jackson, born in 1948, grew up in Texas, studied poetry as a student in school. The poetry of other poets inspired me to go forward, changing myself when I could not change my situation. I one child and two grandchildren., Later needing a way of expression and focus, I turned to writing poems. Writing reminds me, we must travel through life situations with as much grace and dignity as possible., I started writing in 1995 for an Open Poetry Contest with National and International Library of Poetry. Most In the US and other in Europe.
Last updated April 22, 2015