We live our life as if
This is only a trial run,
A practice session
For someday when
Life really begins.
The job we do
Is just a stepping stone
Until the right one
Comes along.
We are always waiting
For something to occur,
For the money to come in,
Someday when
We get where we want to go,
We have money in the bank,
When we find the one
We are looking for,
After the kids are born,
Or maybe after they have grown up,
Or hopefully after we retire.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
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