. Well. I guess it’s the truth
I go about my day
and I go about my life
Expecting too much
when I should have learned
good and well by now
that I shouldn’t expect
all that much
I should not expect
my mind to be read
or the lights to always shine
just right
it’s probably way too much
to expect anyone
to read between the lines
catch the little nuances
tiny details
that show how well
one is known and loved
I shouldn’t expect
to receive back
what I always give
although it sure would
be nice
Maybe,just maybe
I really do expect
way too much
like work to be done
treasures to be found
an Americano to be handed to me
with a wink and a smile
of understanding
I expect flowers to bloom
as soon as I plant ’em
and the boots to fit
I expect sugar on toast
a hug and a kiss
Sweet talking
belly laughing
and grace to be extended
my way
I expect dates to be remembered
Things to be done
and promises to be made
I expect to be asked
to dance
to have a drink
to come on over
dive in and savor
an invitation
I expect to miss out
struggle to understand
read lips
best as I can
I expect to find my way
carve out some space
turn the trash from another
into a treasure of my own
I expect to find beauty
where the ashes used to be
and I sure do see
what others expect from me
I expect way too much
and it’s just the way I am
👣💗Jeanna’ Mead
4 32 p.m. 4-7-18.
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