you ask too much, they said

who could imagine such –

that one should deserve a life

so rare and stunning?

it’s impossible they cried

no one really gets that..

and we each took our dreams

like shards of glittering glass

like brightly colored bits of hope

like joy in the morning…

and tucked the pieces away

but not forgotten, not discarded

waiting to be discovered

by careful hands

with honest hearts

and here they are now

shining like jewel weed

in a green field



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