Beyond Dreams
We think we know
what will make us happy,
until we get it,
then we find out,
it must have been something else.
Dreams are like Lego blocks.
They come in a box
with lots of loose pieces,
a picture on the cover.
Testing and trying,
piece after piece,
until construction complete.
Soon luster wears off.
Blocks and boxes are saved
in a treasure box, joy for a day
when there are no more kits
when content to play; curious
to find out what can be created
with the pieces I already have.
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Michael J. LaFrancis is a trusted advisor, advocate, author and connector supporting individuals, groups and organizations aligning purpose and capabilities in service of their highest ideals. Writing poetry is a contemplative practice providing him with insight and inspiration for living a creative life. His poems are also appearing in Amethyst Review, City Key, Mocking Owl, ONE ART, Last Leaves and Seraphic Review recently or in the coming months.
“In a treasure box, joy for a day…”
Timely placement for publication on the start of a new year!💗
Truly, dreams are Lego blocks… Joy for a day.
Simple, succinct and beautiful poem.