that day

that day

I dream of it

in snatches

before I realize

im hoping too much

and shake its wistful grasp

from my hazy mind


that day

it holds on with promise

of all that could be

inching its existence

into what it hopes is reality


that day

I dare not believe in it

until I see it


before my very

waking eyes


*inspired by a composition created by fellow blogger Sunil Malhotra @


4 thoughts on “that day

  1. “i’m hoping too much…”–sometimes that happens…we have to “let go”…you say so many good things in this poem!

  2. Very soothing and beautiful words! A delight to read and embrace! God bless!

  3. Thank you, with every new day comes a new dream, with every new dream comes a fresh or nostalgic scene… We hope to wake up feeling more serene but instead we regret exiting our dream.

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