Jim Yerman Poems
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I recently ran across a list Deborah and I created long ago
It contained the dreams for our perfect house...our ideal bungalow.
We called it our North Carolina Love Nest and it was to be our creed
For we thought, on this paper, we listed everything we'd need.
Everything to keep us contented, our personal honeycomb
Everything our minds could think of...to make a happy home.
We were young and innocent back then...and our dreams...unlimited and grand
But despite our best intentions...life didn't go the way we planned.
You see we never built our dream ...
Count My Lucky Stars
Where does luck originate in this unpredictable life of ours?
The ancients believed our destiny was influenced and even determined by the stars.
Perhaps they theorized with only a few planets…merely one moon and just one sun
their Gods created all those stars…making each…a lucky one.
So no matter how their day had gone…no matter the accolades or scars
They could walk into the twilight…and count their lucky stars.