A Puerile Dream

One day, a little hand will grasp my finger,

and will introduce me to my adult dream.

But until that time, I'll be a child,

frolicking without worries, in time's stream.

She'll make me realize that what I thought, right; is wrong.

she'll make me realize that what I thought weak; is strong.

She'll make me realize that a 'happening place' is not necessarily where people throng.

She'll make me realize that my biggest wish,

is not worth her one cry of avarice.

she'll make me realize that a simple smile,

can make me want any daunting task, to be reprised.

I'll realize that a penny saved today,

will realize one of her dreams tomorrow.

I'll realize that the day she leaves,

will bring me my greatest moment of sorrow.

One day, a little hand will grasp my finger,

and will teach me a new meaning of life itself...

but till that time, this waking dream,

will inspire me to survive.