I remember all the excitement
pulsing throughout my veins
igniting every nerve… and fiber
from my toes… up to my brain…

everyone we knew was watching
all the moves we ever made
wondering to themselves and aloud
are they together………
what’s up with those two now…

as friends arrived to share in the love
we all gathered together in one voice
some raising theirs to cloud’s above
knowing the cost of freedom’s choice…

magic was in the air back when
we could feel it’s mystical touch
and no one felt they didn’t fit in
how I miss those days so very much…

I’m often accused of being a dreamer
and told I should open my eyes to see
that the rainbow colored glasses I wear
only sees life the way I wish it could be…

but…

without optimism and hope for the future
recalling dark days we just want to forget
our lives might not hold enough meaning
and our frailties could overwhelm us instead…

so I say… another year is finally behind us
let’s be happy for any progress we’ve made
and in the new year we can always try harder
to improve on whatever mistakes that we made…

©AthenaRose12/31/12

I really like this, and I also love being a dreamer..

My ever kind and sweet Ainjel... I find it impossible to live this life without being a dreamer... it's what keeps me sane... even when some think I'm crazy anyway... lol... I'm so very pleased that you like this, and now I know you're a dreamer too...