I wake in the morning with faint memory, 

My dreams take me places I want.

Places I remember and yet I might yearn.

For the fiction that rides the tide of emotion.

Now it’s only a flash of pleasantries. 

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Now it’s all a story to tell someone,

Simple responses to a day of wishing,

Somehow wanting it all to be true,

And yet waking to a reality I once knew.

Yet no longer can I count on its return. 

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I have a companion now who’s nearby

A four legged creature with only love,

Always at my side, waking with me,

I tend to pour my morning energy toward

Her quiet demeanor always has a hug.

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In life we will find ways to identify those

Moments cause us to further visualize

Life is a bargain where we choose roads.

Which one would Frost let us now realize?

There is a path we all know we can choose.

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I have friends and family tell me the same,

Always reminding me of perpetual choices.

I glance back and know I travel too far,

And when I return I remember what has 

Happened to a life I once didn’t value. 

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I look around my bedroom, looks like my own

With scattered indications of my identity,

Glance at the walls and see my shining

reality of the beauty that’s in my life, 

Continues to grow and surpass my blues.

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Having coffee now feeling removed,

With music in the background let’s me live

In a quiet solitude, some silent respite.

Let me play with words, tell my stories. 

A sweet recall, waking to a peace again, today.