Susan Ash Poems

So long
Trying to hold on
To the dream
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It’s been said before by
Those revered for their wisdom.
It’s nothing new.
At the end of the day
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I wait
As this chapter of my life unfolds
Am I following fate or
Shaping my own destiny
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Does his ghost still
Come into my room
At night, when
I am all alone?
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So now you want me ……
My company
My smile
My passion
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How is it that
Not one among
Them had a conscience?
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Lost, the hopes, dreams, and
Foundations on which
I built my life
For so many years.
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So, you’ve stolen my dream
And made it your own!
Now you can find a way!
Now all things are possible!
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She’s passing by on a train,
The express to London.
So fast I don’t even see it.
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Don’t think I understand.

Don’t think because I
See things as they are,
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