I have my own dream.
I am happy where I am; grateful for everything I have.
Peaceful in my own chair, at my own desk.
Knowing I have so much to offer, so much to learn
Trusting the I have what I need when I need it most.
I do have a dream.
A dream of a sunny kitchen with tiled floors and new appliances
Of marbled counter-tops and rich cabinets
Chatting and laughter, dancing and singing
All the sounds of a happy home.
I do have dream
A dream of cooking teams and great meals
Hugs and candlelight dinners; gentle jazz swooning
Thought-full discussions and passionate statements
Truth of a worthy life and existence.
I do have a dream.
A dream where my kids have role models
Bearing witness to their mom being honoured, cherished and loved.
And being testament to the love their mom has for others
A teasing love, a true love, a forever love.
I do have a dream.
Of sitting on the floor to talk about something so low
A reality of where some feelings go
Determination to stay together no matter what
Talking, sorting, deciding needn’t been lofty but grounded.
I do have a dream.
A dream of sleeping in the most restful and trusted arms
Of speaking my truth and without rejection, reluctance or rebuttal
Being challenged, encouraged and included without judgment
Loving for sharing; singing for exuberance, exalting the one and only me.
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
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