One Job

A Dream job,

What is it?

What is this dream job,

That has me cornered so?


Is it the magic of the pen,

That scribbles on my soul;

Or is it the idea's of imagination,

That swim around in my head?

I see characters come to life,

I hear their voices,

I feel their pain, their happiness,

Their every desire.


My mind is overflowed,

With the stories;

Creatures from Fantasy,

Villains from History,

Characters from Mystery,

Spy's from Science-fiction.


So a dream job?

Is the job that seeps into my heart,

And causes me to imagine,

That causes me to dream.



Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

Powerful expression! 

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