Dreams

I wanted to dance
to be a ballerina
an ice skater
gymnast.
I wanted freedom to soar
fly on the back of a swan
to express
to love
to be free.
I couldn’t do any of these things
so I sat on my swing
and whooshed through the air
and imagined.

In doing the next best thing, the closet possible, is a dream fulfilled?

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About Rosalie Squires

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4 Responses to Dreams

  1. I wanted to be a ballerina too, where I was a little girl. Later on I realised that what I really wanted was to express my self, in many ways… which I do. Happy New Year, Rosalie! šŸ™‚

  2. RoSy says:

    As long as it brings happiness – I think it’s all good.
    Happy New Year Rosalie!

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