Doctor Grandma

Too tired for words

Close to end of semester,

Student lives

swim before my face,

The desperateness of some

haunt my nightly dreams,

as they hang on the brink

of their futures,

Someone once said,

he had a dream,

I want to tell them, Dream big! Think bigger!

There is more to the world

than this red clay state,

Venture out into it,

See something new,

Put yourself in the crossfire,

Do something outrageous,

Be all that you ever dream to be,

and do more than I did,

do more than me.

(This is a rough draft.)

cfblack   4-02-2015

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