Just a little poem reflecting on wants. |
I want, I want, I want. I want to live my life beyond the confines of my own ambitions. I want to walk unscathed through all those who would conspire to berate and deride me with their own shortcomings and flaws. I want to ride on an open road on a crisp day with the scent of pine in my nose and warm arms around my waist. I want to not worry about my parents as they grow older. I want to be a part of a love so large that it devours and consumes me. I want to forgive easier so that my anger doesn’t weigh me down like stone. I want to see the world through the eyes of a child once again. I want to grow old with someone who I love more than myself. I want to make sure that my job doesn’t become more important than my life. I want to leave my mark on people rather than places. I want to see others as they really are rather than how I believe they should be. I want to believe in something larger than myself and not have that faith turn from blessing to curse. I want to have inner peace and once and for all silence the inner demons that make me restless. I want to look forward to Christmas like I did when I was a child. I want to be overwhelmed by the little things in life rather than underwhelmed by the reality of everyday existence. I want to be needed by someone so much that you can feel it when they look at you. I want to be a better person today than I was yesterday. I want. I want. I want… |