Wake To Reality Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Time so precious, all hours we waste in morose feelings
of unreturned love, tears falling in front of us.

All through the night dreaming of unconditional love, yet
when we awaken they fall to the wayside.

Unrealized, grasping hold of our dreams, bringing them
into the light of day.

In doing so, it helps bring them to fruition right before
our eyes.

Why don't we at least try, for possibility lies within
each of us if we only wake to the recognition of reality
in our lives.