Sometimes
Sometimes I wonder when it’s my turn to explore this mysterious world,
Sometimes I just long for all of my amazing dreams to come true.
The love, the sparkle;
sometimes I want it all.
Sometimes I drown in my own sorrow;
But then I see the hope of tomorrow.
Just sometimes, just sometimes…
(c)Lena Holdman, all rights reserved 2011
This is a diary entry that turned into a poem. I at times write in rhyme or with rhythm without realizing it so I decided to post it.
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