In the quiet hours between dusk and dawn,
I find my mind wandering,
Beyond dreaming, beyond reality,
To the realm of What-If.
What If that was my child,
Walking to school with a Power Rangers backpack,
A Transformers lunchbox,
And Yu-Gi-Oh! shoes?
What If you were the father,
Bringing in a paycheck
Just big enough to keep us afloat?
What if we were married
And lived in a perfect house
With a manicured lawn
And a white picket fence?
What If that was my car
Parked in the driveway?
What If that was yours
Parked right next to it?
What If I were a trillionaire?
What If I were a best-selling author?
All these What-Ifs.
No answers.
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The Places You Go In Your Mind
PoesíaA collection of poetry that reflects the poet's state of mind over the course of many years. The poems are largely unrelated and cover many topics.
