Daily writing prompt
When you were five, what did you want to be when you grew up?
Often when one is a young child their views on our world are skewed,
Perceived through their pure lens of innocent ignorance,
Yet so many set goals for their future though ‘tis incomprehensible,
Often with pressure from adults whom know of the insecurities illusioned as the futures dance.
Yet as seeming innocent as the ‘what do you want to be’ question can be,
’Tis interesting to see the accuracy of a child’s prediction of their future,
For whilst a child may not become the zookeeper they answered so adamantly,
They may still end up caring and guiding a multitude of chaotic/misunderstanding beings through each days overture...
For though there may be those that choose a path and evolve along it near to a tee,
Not venturing astray too far from perfect alignment with pride infused glee,
A lot seem to choose something opposite or that which has a strikingly similar/parallel quality,
Rather than the exact occupation that may lie ahead for them beyond childhoods lea…
Now while at some point during ones childhood ones core concept ’tis often revealed,
Though most can go their whole lives never knowing its existence for the mundane keeps it well concealed,
A writer for instance shall often have created an array of works in word,
Whilst a musician’s love of tune’s is refined in moments never to ever be heard…
As even a child with epic dreams of being a successful engineer,
May find themselves building the solid foundations to something equally held dear,
For even those whom seem lost often find their way back to the quintessentially hidden elements,
Which we all have guiding our paths flow through life’s many unpredictable moments.
The Poetic Life 2.0 