M's Poetry

Wonderful

Everyday is so wonderful
but the beauty is in the struggle
another day of paying taxes
being 10 minutes late to my stinking job
another 9-5, nothing really is a surprise
afternoon is my little bit of peace and quiet
the crowds no longer shouting, wow I can hear myself think
the phone rings yes I think I will talk for a bit
bed time comes and I drift off to sleep
entering into nightmares or beautiful dreams?
sometimes it's both, sometimes it's neither
I wake up the next morning not remembering a thing
numb to the process or used to the fall?
isn't life grand? isn't life just so wonderful?


2004@ Copyright by Megan Bishop




196,856 Poems Read

Sponsors