Each day brings a promise,
New things abound.
Opportunities flow slowly,
But are often around.
The steps we take,
Bring us closer to what
We desire to be,
For we are becoming.
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Ponderings in the dark
PoetryBroken dreams and desires stay, In a place locked far from sight. Being brought up in a dream, Keeping us up each night.
Becoming
Each day brings a promise,
New things abound.
Opportunities flow slowly,
But are often around.
The steps we take,
Bring us closer to what
We desire to be,
For we are becoming.
