It will begin for me.
I refuse to waste more than a year of my life
Trying to make my dreams come true
If I can’t do it in a year
Then maybe there’s something else I should do.
Although I’ll never give up on my dreams
Maybe it’s not time for them to come true just yet
Still in my own place and with my own life
They’d come true faster I would bet.
For so often my heart holds such an ache
With thoughts of my memories of home
I’m still very happy in my head
Though too often I feel quite all alone.
I think I’m almost to the point where I should just head back
Believing things will work out along the way
As a week from now July will be here
Forcing me to miss, yet another holiday.
Then in another couple of weeks
My birthday will come in
My only birthday wish this year
Is that I’ll be back home by then.
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