Didn’t go as planned.
I had so many things I wanted to do.
Things I’ve dreamed of for so long.
And then the ordinary got in the way.
But then I thought.
Ordinary is where I live.
Where I love.
The sun sets there.
I see your smiling face.
I cook a good meal.
I work. I play.
I brush my hair and smell a sweet scent.
I touch a flower.
Ordinary calls out to me.
My dreams and I will be there soon.
Composed and copyrighted by Susan Stovall