expectations flee
painted eggshells replace hope
I don’t know how, when
dreams fly out to leave behind
futures not woven by me
Written for What Do You See by Sadje
Un-dreamt
expectations flee
painted eggshells replace hope
I don’t know how, when
dreams fly out to leave behind
futures not woven by me
Written for What Do You See by Sadje
Reena Saxena 
Beautiful.
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Thanks!
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Welcome.
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Lovely poem, Reena. ❤
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Thanks so much!
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Very nice Reena! xoxo
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Thank you, Carol!
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Your poem reminds me of a line from a song, “the future is not ours to see…”
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True. But we never stop thinking about it.
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oh this is so beautiful Reena and so quick of you..
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I happened to be online 🙂
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and its really beautiful…
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Thanks!
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Appreciated 🙂
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Wonderful take Reena! Dreams and reality seldom meet. Thanks for joining in
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Thank you, Sadje!
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My pleasure, always
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