A poetic interpretation of a day in the life of a day dreamer.

Sometimes I am anywhere but here
…Free of the average troubles and burdens of life
Going somewhere far or near
…And letting go of all things that cause me strife.

Sometimes I am free like a bird
…Flying away and forgetting my troubles
I firmly believed in these words.
Until someone, of course, popped my bubble

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  • http://www.kaylapearson.com on Feb 13, 2009

    great poem

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