Pages

when you get something you wanted but you're still a bit confused if it's real...

the day I finally smelled the daisy,

I felt that the pages had turned,

and now the good times are not any lazy,

but maybe my offers could be spurned...

I was a bit scared,

to find everything taking place itself,

and by the fact was despaired,

and laid beside my shelf...

seeing it never was returned,

to what I always beckoned,

and realizing that those pages never turned,

they were just rejoicing the wind for a few seconds...

Author's Note

tell me your views on what i wrote, i'd love to read them! :)

Reviews

[shadrach hah]

Hi Grace, how we wish that the pages of our lives would change, not sticking and holding us in some holding pattern like a plain wishing to land at its destination. Like Shelley, I liked the daisy metaphor and the book metaphor. So many of us are afraid as a new page turns in our lives but we can also be excited by it. A wonderful write, Grace. Have a wonderful evening. Hugs always....Mike.

[grace]

Thank you so much Mike. Your reviews always make me smile. I love how deeply you analyze true meanings of poems!

[shadrach hah]

Hi Grace, you are ever welcome. I still love the way your poetry can be taken in a few different ways. I just call it, the true meaning and outer meanings. You do this so brilliantly. Have a wonderful Saturday. Hugs always....Mike.

[grace]

oh thank you so much Mike! this is really sweet

[Shelley Warner]

I like that you let smelling the daisy be a metaphor for some awakening or discovery in your life.

[grace]

Yeah!! Finally someone to notice it.. I showed this poem to my mom and she took this phrase as literal. HAHA!