happily ever after

shall I start yet once again? 

look for it, seek it, search hard 

will it come to me? 

a spring breeze 

blowing down from green mountains

or arriving on wings of doves 

will it ride in a cowboy hero? 

from an old black and white 

swinging me up behind on his horse 

as I wrap my hopes and dreams 

around an image of what it should all mean 

hanging on for dear life 

as we gallop off into the sunset 

and live happily every after 

or not

Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License