Someday
I’ll wake up early
bake breakfast
and check off all the my to-dos
before my kids rise.
Someday
I’ll grow my own garden
buy solely organic
and know what to do with the large zucchini
my neighbor gives me.
Someday
I’ll write his story.
Fill the pages
with all the lessons he ever gave
and the love he shared.
Someday
I’ll travel the globe
learn a new language
climb the highest heights
and make friends in another land.
Someday
I’ll witness a miracle
testify His Great Name
and fall on my knees
because of His Mercy.
Someday
I’ll laugh at my mistakes
pretend I never did something like that
and reminisce about the good ol’ days
with good old friends.
Someday
I’ll get it right.
Someday
I’ll be ready.
Someday
I won’t be perfect
Someday
I’ll be me.
Someday
just might be today.
By. Erica
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