Gift of Chance

my heart contains a dream
that keeps me wanting to sleep
to hide in it
but in a gift of chance—
a blessed circumstance—
I find myself waking to find
that leaving sleep is the right time
to be awake for a day or two
to see my dream coming true
if only for a while
I carry a smile
into the next dream
I hide away
before I sleep
to see the same dream
in a gift of chance—
a blessed circumstance

Evelyn Dumag-Gabinete


This is the #potd #poem of the day.

I would love to write a poem for you. See how.

see me at The Prose

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