The Cost of Dreaming of You


My first love

Oh what a thrill

to think back

My first love

though it hurts sometimes

I love to

think of you

Of the times we had

Of who you were

Of who I wanted you to be

........

The memories of 5 and 1/2 years

don't go away too quickly

a love I wanted to stay

and be married one day

You....

You remind me of the things I never knew

the things I learned with you

the times of the past you lived you told me about the music back then was so sweet

like the Moody Blues

I'm an old soul

I want to be with you

chasing the clouds away

back in a time of simplicity and love

a time groovy

I want to be a hippie

loving freely and

peacefully

That is the Cost of dreaming of you

Distractions

In the quiet of the library

A child screams

Suddenly

This place of relaxation and peace

is

out of control!

I'm writing

Trying to concentrate

Amidst the noise

It almost drives me crazy this distraction

****

Distraction is my daily food

To keep my mind occupied

From you

I work, I play

I walk the dog and with friends I stay

Life has new meaning

It's full of things that take and occupy time, my time

These distractions

Are a blessing

And my life is full

Of good things and some bad

All are distractions

Hopefully to take my mind of the waiting

I am distracted.


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Apostle Jack 5 years ago from Atlanta Ga

All things will come in time,wait and see.


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kashmir56 5 years ago from Massachusetts

Hi Rose, very beautiful and flowing poem, made it a enjoyable read !

Awesome !!!


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Dave Mathews 5 years ago from NORTH YORK,ONTARIO,CANADA

Up and beautiful schoolgirlforreal!


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Radioguy 5 years ago from Maine

There is always a cost when we dream of old loves and times long gone. We were different then and can never be the same. We have gained much in leaving the past but we have lost something too.


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drbj 5 years ago from south Florida

There's a story here, Rose, beautiful and poignant. Thank you for sharing and writing it.


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Truckstop Sally 5 years ago

Thanks for a lovely poem. The past is the past for a reason. If the memories are sweet - congrats. I love your giraffe bio pic.


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schoolgirlforreal 5 years ago from USA Author

Apostle Jack--Thankyou for those encouraging words! You have no idea how lost I sometimes feel, or do you? :-)


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schoolgirlforreal 5 years ago from USA Author

Hi Dave! Thankyou!


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schoolgirlforreal 5 years ago from USA Author

Radioguy,

Ain't that the truth..We were different then and can never be the same. We have gained much in leaving the past but we have lost something too.

Yes, we have gained much in leaving the past..thanks for the reminder!


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schoolgirlforreal 5 years ago from USA Author

Hi drbj,

a story, yes. Thankyou for enjoying it and responding to it...as always, it helps me to write things out about how I feel...thanks


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schoolgirlforreal 5 years ago from USA Author

Truckstop Sally, thanks! you have a cool name too:)

The past is the past for a reason. , yes it is.

Thankyou for your supportive comments!

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