Waiting Dreams

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On the old rickety and weathered park bench its wood have seen many moments of a childhood dream coming to play.

I sat waiting for the first time to play the game of life. The hallowed schoolyard playground still hold the hopes of a young girl wanting it all, yet having nothing.

I should get up, but the park bench holds me in its reminiscing seat of waiting dreams.

By Pamelap

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Published by yourplateormine967244485

I am a Texas transplant from Virginia Beach and I love family, food, and entertaining with friends! On any given weekend you will find me out enjoying the city having dining & sipping moments with family and friends. Besides being a foodie and an avid sports fan, l love writing as well! I enjoy writing poetry, articles on my dining experiences and short stories. Look for my musings and written expression each day and let me know what is on your mind too. As my cousin, Kendra Edozie, quoted: It All Begins With Just A Thought.

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