It’s cold in the dark hut
I can’t sleep at the night
Staring at the night sky
All the stars twinkle by
I dreamed of a better life
Grandpa’s stories done
He’s fast asleep; he’s tired
Put my head in the moon
Light’s beam on me wired
I’m a dreamer in the night
Fast forward to my twenties
And I started living my dream
I’m happy; I climbed the ladder
I screwed up; I’m upside down
I’m a dreamer I’ll live on
I will live on; I’ll dream on
If not now, when will I live?
Living with a new passion
In his renewed compassion
I’ll finish my scenic journey
Then I’ll complete my story
Thank you, Lord
Thank you, Lord!
‘Can’t thank you enough
For leading me thus far
Your grace sufficient for me
My heart rejoices in you
I will dream with you
I will live on with you!
#P.S I’m a little bit weaker than my usual self. So, I’ll put out my mind on a short poem. One or two might follow suit. This is in continuation with the previous post. It’s my story, my journey, and my weakness being my blessing for me. “My grace is sufficient for you.” 2 Corinthians 12:9
Kindly understand my short post.
However, it’s from the bottom of my heart. I’m a dreamer since my childhood days. At times I felt I have not done enough. But I also bear the notion that this is the path for me. It is good for me to stay grounded so that I’ll be humbled, and take care of the emotional needs of my children.
Never will I believe
My story is finished
Till I breathe my last:
I’ll keep dreaming,
I’ll dream on!
