The Shades of My Dream
I dreamed of writing, using words
to express the feelings of my heart.
I dreamed of weaving exciting tales
to carry people into other worlds.
Instead, I wrote words for others
to help express their hurt, their joy.
The words I wrote for myself
I hid away from the view of others.
Life kept winning out over my dreams.
Half a century slipped away before
I mustered the courage to write
my words, weave my tales, and
share my thoughts on many things.
Still, that old fear of failure lingers,
holding me back from taking chances.
I will read forever because it lets me visit in my mind the worlds that I will never be able to see; it helps me put away the stresses of the day and relax into the rhythm of the story before me; it lets me bring to the surface and experience without regrets those feelings I hide away; it lets me re-experience the thrill of first love through someone else's eyes; it keeps my mind juiced so that it will never desert me; it is always there for me even when there's no one else. I will read forever no matter whether it is print or digital because the words will always call to me. ~ A Sassy Scribbler