My Space is Small
My Dreams are Big
The walls close in
stuff piled high
boxes in the corner
every space occupied
by a piece of me
of where I’ve been
what I’ve seen
who I am.
This corner of mine
is more than a place
it’s a world as I please
away from judgment
and harsh words.
Yes, the space is much too tiny
overcrowded with my life
stuffed to the brim
of everything I own,
little of what I owe ~
it isn’t very much at all.
So much goes on
within these walls
love and heartache
joy and sadness
knowledge and confusion,
always to repeat and go on.
Words are written
to share beyond,
provide comfort and salvation
for me and you.
A bonding of woman and animal
grows so strong
fills up the rooms
with love
never lonely.
Success and failures
disappointments and triumphs
knowledge gained
all hang in the air
create an atmosphere
of hope and possibility.
My space is small,
yet reaches so far.
My dreams go beyond
flow right through these walls
down the streets
around the corner
blanket all my steps.