(Poem about being a single mother)
It started with a simple dream
A single mom, an apartment on the lake
and a blue computer screen
Two Ikea colored filled rooms
Seagulls singing songs in the late afternoon
Just below the balcony on a bed of grass
Unblemished was the set of her new beginnings
But she didn’t know, not while she was living in it
All she had was where she’d been
Her eyes focused on the computer screen
It’s a beautiful day in the neighborhood
He’s got a blue electric motorcycle
and he zooms through the kitchen
Then he swishes passed her swiveled chair
She feels the cool breeze of his creative air
and she just sits there
Gone are the solidified words which so passionately
possessed her just a few months ago
Gone are the concerns that kept her from her desires
The things she couldn’t see through
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