One Day Poem by Maie Bauza

one day all this - it'll be done.
all that's difficult is a blur
all that's easy is a vague memory.
one day there'll be a picket fence
it'll be the shade of white.
gray. blue.
maybe it would even be the shade of girly pink.
one day there'll be a boy
he'd draw hearts in all color
and form
he'd look at you,
and you'll know all else is right in the world.
one day there'll be a girl
her laughter is all that draws you in
and everything else
every movement would cease
- because her.. she..
one day these words will be gone,
would have been,
could have been.
it is a never a dream.
never was a future.
it is now.
it is all there is.