Quiet Place

There is a quiet place in my mind, but I can never quite get there.
It’s a place where peace and acceptance hide.
It’s where regret never dwells.
I hope one day to visit there and maybe stay for a while.

Broken dreams? Maybe no dreams at all, clouded memories help me to forget.
Not quite sure why we dream at all, or anticipate what’s to come.
Should just live for today and do what’s right.
Plan for tomorrow? Maybe, but don’t expect too much.

Love all, have faith, be the leader of greatness the kind you can’t buy.
Enjoy the laughter, the breeze, all beauty to behold.
Cherish the young, respect the old.
It’s never too late to dream, the dream doesn’t have to include you.

The quiet place in my mind might not be so far away.
Regrets, maybe – broken dreams, yeah.
But to change any of it, wouldn’t change who I am.
There would always be a regret or two. Shattered dreams, too many.

There is a quiet place in my mind, I will get there.