Monday, August 23, 2010

a fleeting pessimistic moment - in a poem

Expressionless  sitting staring at the glass window with no view
waiting. thinking about the youth with their eager puppy love
and feeling regretfully pessimistic thinking how one day
that will all lead to arguments about: parenting, money, or sex.
It is sad how a love can get so jumbled up after 12 years
and that new feeling has been gone forever it seems
but it brings a different understanding and love
one that trumps the failings
we both know how everything stands and still hope it
will change and get better - never lose hope I say!
Miracles Happen.