someday when i'm older, <br />i will know how to write, <br />to draw pictures with my words <br />of days that were once bright. <br /> <br />someday when i am older, <br />i will give up my views, <br />learn to sit on the couch, <br />and accept the evening news. <br /> <br />someday when i am older, <br />i will no longer see, <br />what ifs, unknown futures, <br />and our possibilities. <br /> <br />someday when i am older, <br />i will learn how to fly, <br />to let go of these matters <br />and to peacefully die.<br /><br />chelle santos<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/someday-3/
