Poetry of Success.

Poetry does not need rhyming or rhythm. It does not require a fancy hand, or elaborate wording. Poetry does not even need to be written down or spoken aloud; it is in everything around us. In a babies cry, in the laugh lines of an old woman’s face, in a little boy’s toothless grin.

There is a world of beauty around us, a world filled with unspoken poetry, but many of us have grown too blind to see it.

Our lives no longer travel the same paths, our heads are no longer in the same places that they once were. I sometime wonder what our childhood selves would think if they could see us now. How many of them would be disappointed in the people we are becoming? Would they look on us with shame?

We live in a world where material goods are praised above all else, but why? Why should our cars and houses and the size of our televisions matter so much. Why can’t dreams and love and laughter be the currency of our success?

Then again, what do I know of the world and all its wonders. Maybe I’m wrong…maybe…But whatever the case, I hope that one day my childhood self can look on me with pride, knowing that the person I have become, is the person I once dreamed to be.