Tuesday, 27 March 2012

REBOOT

A dream is yet to be born,

I dare which eludes accomplishment.

A dream I cannot carry

to fulfillment, to achievement.

A dream that would make too heavy,

a heart lightened by bereavements.

Because I've lived a life...........

lived by default.

Death did come,

but could never halt

The life that was;

springing forth and bubbling charm.