Our goals change,
But are we any more satisfied?
Or were the old ones
Better suited to our souls?
Do we grow up and
Move away, only to find
It was ourselves that we abandoned?
Our goals change,
But are we any more satisfied?
Or were the old ones
Better suited to our souls?
Do we grow up and
Move away, only to find
It was ourselves that we abandoned?
lovely poem
I am glad to read this and find that my new goals are, happily, ones that move me closer to where I want to be.
I’m not sure I could have said the same a decade ago.