Random Thoughts of Life

The poet. (Picture by Margaret)

Random Thoughts of Life

When I grow up
I want to write
the deep sayings found
in greeting cards or
on those bright, quirky t-shirts.
When I grow up
I want to travel
on a road-trip to California
(because I'm too afraid to live there)
or on another mission to the moon
(because I don't believe we really went the first time).
When I grow up
I want to learn
from fortune cookie advice
what the true meaning
of life is.
When I grow up
I want to dive
head-first into an exciting job
every morning,
and sleep each night
with anxious anticipation
of the day to come.
When I grow up
I want to laugh
at all the crazy antics
of my teenage years.
When I grow up
I want to dance
off arthritis and death
to the horrible music of the 1980s.
When I grow up
I want to live
with my tongue sticking out
in the madness and pure excitement
of the moment.

by Nyssa

I did ask permission to post her poetry here. Maybe she'll send me more written this year. Hint. Hint. Nyssa.

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