What did you want to be when you were grown up?
it is said you never forget
I know I wanted to be a dragon
but after that things grow foggy
there was never a goal
something structure is supposed to impose
let loose to grow weed-like in the wild
perhaps we were the last generation
to escape without our P’s and Q’s
permitted to cop out and climb slanted roof tops
where smoking stunted your growth and
lying watching clouds with coffee breath
was all the dream necessary
it would be nice to know
what I thought of the future
where I would be and how
if I did not learn a craft or create direction
from the figments of wide skies
what did I think would happen?
perhaps when you deny reality
it can go too far
you never pause the game
imagining it is just a matter of time
before other dragons come from the sky
and take you with them
Love this! 😊
Equal Dragon fan!♡♡♡
I guess, in a way, I wanted to be a dragon as well… I wanted to follow my father into flying fighters and combat in the air force .. I learned too late that nearsighted dragons weren’t wanted or needed .. but oh to soar amongst the dragons and maybe meet up with you in the sky … xx
I thought you would relate to this one darling because it’s how we both felt growing up in some ways, the struggle with imagination and necessity, I think you grew to conform more than I, but you still have the sailor inside you. I do wish so much dragons were among us and we could venture into that world but then again, knowing our luck they would burn us to cinders.
Indeed! Daring to dream still. 😊
Though she may not have sprouted the wings of a dragon…she has gained the ability to breath fire with a ferocity all the same. 🔥❤🔥
I know you appreciate dragons my friend, and I also wrote another one today about a mutual friend 😉
Most definitely!
Oh, Bravo, my lovely friend!
Thank you! Viva dragons!
Eric’s reply was just perfect, I won’t even try to top it
Dragons always need beautiful maidens to be brave for.
ah, I think you are as magical as a dragon my dear…. You soar, and you take others along in that soaring…. so thanks Ms Dragon 🙂
PS I wanted to be a Chef at about 8yrs old, then an Archeologist at about 11-13yrs, then I wanted to be an Astronaut…… let’s just say I can cook pretty good in general now and my head is in the clouds and past most days and my mind explores many a dusty tome (or tomb) … 🙂
Yes! 👏
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Such wonderful wording…. dreams are of dragons soaring high above the world….. flying with ease and with destiny. My life was a dream within. to discover the real me… to know my self and my reason to life. When all is said and done- what is left- after much ambition- are our dreams and our own journey through life. x0
Ah that’s exactly what I mean! Mind reader!
love this one. You had me at dragons.
“Life…really a matter of time.” When I first read it, I thought it said a matter of line and in a way, it is that as well. Life….time….line from beginning to end
Tu vero draco.
They do, and beautiful maidens often share the same hearts as dragons
Candice, little by little you are leaving me without words to express how marvelous your masterpieces are.
Most poignant
Stunning reflection of childhood dreams! I’m reminded of Robert Burn’s line, “the best laid plans of mice and men oft go awry.” 🙂 ❤
GREAT line !
Yes it is my friend🌹🌹🌹😘