By: Jamie Lynn Waters
What is a dream?
The word dream is scrumptious,
Like the cotton candy held in the palm of your hand,
Realistic and loud,
Like the sticky situation if held to long,
Self knowledge weighing on you like a twenty-eight pound brick dropped from the sky,
Landing in the palm of your hands,
Preservation, the key to the long roads you’ll take,
Preparing yourself for what may or may not be,
Most satisfying to the mind like a cold winter’s day and a cup of hot chocolate,
Your future of life, or the death of your dignity,
Your goals set before you like a steaming brownie with a perfectly round scoop of vanilla ice cream on top, most delicious when reached for, your dream!
Story Tags: Bitter Awareness || contest entry || Jamie Lynn Waters || poem || poetry
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