Mine Alone

These dreams, my dreams, mine alone,

Shared at will or hidden away,

Lived out to fruition or buried in my minds tomb,

My choice, mine alone.

Whether they live, whether they die is for me to decide,

They are my minions doing as I say, doing as I do,

Never questioning, never revolting, just being,

Mine to rule, mine alone.

Granted at birth, one with the essence,

Natural as breathing, the blood coursing through my veins,

Beholden to my whims, subject to my wishes,

Mine to shape, mine alone.

These dreams, my reality, my world,

All I know, all I truly possess,

They can never be taken from me, they are mine,

Mine alone.

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

This Journey

This journey,

One traveled by us and all that came before,

Has been paved with blood,

Watered with sweat,

Graded with pain,

Sprinkled with joy;

This road is the only one we know.

Although different obstacles may impede our way,

Cause one to stumble while another may fall

And allow another to wander a street paved with gold,

This road must begin at our beginning

And end at our ending regardless of effort,

Caring not how long it takes

Or what treasures we collect along the way.

Our intention alone is to live well in this, our reality.

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~