Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Today's bad poetry.



Resting-

I dream of a better place

when I am done with my race

not because I cross the finish line

but I've come to know that all is fine.

I need not hurry or compete,

For today, I have all I  need.......I am complete.







 














1 comment:

Joyce Moyer Hostetter said...

Might be interesting to express the same sentiments with no urgency to rhyme.

Either way - your heart comes through.