Versatile Dreamer by Nature by Anonymous

Versatile Dreamer by Nature

by Anonymous

When the tide rolls in like spilled champagne at night,

I feel like a poet.

When I prepare fanciful, colorful meals at home,

I feel like a wife.

When I capture the smile of a nearby child,

I feel like a mother.

When I labor for hours, dedicating myself to to-do's,

I feel like a worker.

When I call home and find myself at ease in my skin,

I feel like a daughter.

When the moon hangs overhead the ocean,

I feel like a romantic

with perhaps too much time to reflect on

what I dare to be.