Carly's Ramblings Blog - Style

Hope springs eternal
A chest of hopes bound for the future
Holding dreams
Young women giving way
To expectations
And the romantic notions of love.
But my hopes never really followed
That course... no matter that I tried
To do the expected,
But my heart was not so fully tamed.
I dreamt of more
Of a life free to follow my dreams
Where words tumbled forth
Without the demands of household chores
Or hungry children
Or a husband whose own expectations
Tried to define our life together.
I followed and failed...
But now, after all this time
I am on my own again
I can listen to my own heart strings
And I hear a symphony with its own cadence
Its own calling lure
That pulls me
Bound to a different trajectory
That is not defined or directed by others
But by my own longings
And hopes for the future.