Selecting Memories

No dream do I wish I was idolized!
But I did once want to fly.
Like an Eagle with wings...
Soaring and gliding high.

I can not decide which season,
I would like to see baptised...
As the one more blessed than the other.
Since each has a way,
To reveal treasures constantly discovered.

And in my mind I'm almost close,
To planet Mars.
Wondering where to land.
And...
In my mind,
I know I can drift far away.
From a life I find demanding.

In my mind I'm almost close,
To planet Mars.
Wondering where to land.
And...
In my mind,
I know I can drift far away.
Selecting memories for me.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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