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  1.  Life on Earth



SOMEDAY
by susie harrison

Saturday, May 05, 2001

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Hopes, Dreams, Promises, and Reality

Someday
Hope, Dreams, Promises, and Reality

When my first child turned two, we took our late night drives.
I gazed upon the many beautifully, landscaped homes in the west side of town.
My eyes looked with wonder, my mind pictured the happy children laughing with in,
Getting ready for bed and settling down.
"SOMEDAY" I whispered my promise to my baby girl,
"We too will have a warm, safe, house with a big, happy, green, yard of our own." I knew it had to be.

Some time later, in the mist of the Christmas fog,
With my two little ones, secured safely in their seats,
We drove that well paved path of Trinity Ln.
I pointed out with excitement to each two-story ‘castle’,
Pondering the little giggling children, dressed all fancy inside,
Signing Christmas Carols while their daddy lights their Grande Tree,
And ask to sit upon Grandpa Santa’s lap, and beg him for a ride.
“SOMEDAY” I say with a distant smile,
“We too, will live in a nice, warm, cozy house like one of these.
My little boy perks up, “Oh, mommy could we please?”
Then we continue our drive back home to our tiny tenement in the city,
Still warm from the glow and vision of happy homes so far away.

Years later I fasten my three children securely in their adopted seats of our worn old dodge. It is evening now of a long day and the sun sets it’s beautiful, vast, Nevada, desert glow. We drive to our favorite side of town and observe the new neighborhoods that pop up nearly daily now. We all chat and give our own idea’s of what could be done with that double car garage on that house or this.
For each to have their own room, the thoughts such a bliss.
Our minds take us to a place that we would SOMEDAY be, as we snail our way back home to our old tiny tenement in the city.

And again another year, I pack up my bickering four children into the old brown dodge,
I am tattered from the long day and years that have passed me by.
There is little room left in my once roomy car, and the apartment I can’t keep from clutter.
We take our mini vacation to the land of hopes and dreams. And for a while our eyes light up and sweet visions we mutter.
I look back at all of my precious cargo, the younger ones so innocent;
“SOMEDAY” I smile back at them, “We too will have a fun, warm, cozy safe, happy, green home such as these. You will play and frolic in the fresh, grassy lawns, and sleep comfy in your very own beds.”
The little ones giggle with glee and nod their naïve, precious, heads.

My 16 year old daughter, then whispers to me so that the little ones will not be distraught,
“Mom, I know now that your SOMEDAY will never really be for me, but never give up on your hopes and dreams. Maybe SOMEDAY it will be reality.”
A tear escaped my weary face, my epiphany, SOMEDAY, would be too late for the little girl I once promised so long ago. Perhaps SOMEDAY would never be!

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Reviewed by William Manchee 1/23/2002
A strong dose of reality. Well done.
Reviewed by Paul Breau (Reader) 11/6/2001
A Great way of Words!
Reviewed by fare good (Reader) 11/3/2001
This is good
Reviewed by Janet Caldwell 5/9/2001
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