CT Poems

(C) 1991 Chris Trothen



Uncompleted Dream

I'm about to laugh,
then she talks to me.
I'm about to cry,
but I like myself.

I want to scream,
no one should hear.
I want to run,
no not to run.

I love so much,
everything I see,
The things I have,
are not my wealth.

But myself I want,
not all this fear.
Freedom and love
not only just fun.

I love our life,
all, around my sun.




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