I’ve been doing some inspecting
of my expecting –
that is, I am probing into
some of my ancient days
I began to think BIG –
to think about what I might do
with my life some day.
So much I don’t recall about
the dreams of what I wanted to be.
Now I’m on the other side of life
checking out what I became –
thinking that I never could have predicted
those years I now look back upon.
I suspect I am not alone
in these meanderings.
Sometimes they have
disappointment in them –
sometimes a bit of proper pride.