I once spent a summer
building castles in the clouds
out of halcyon dreams
and wondering just who
I would be.

Some may say
that time was a waste,
but I swear I yearned
myself into being
as soft blades of grass
carried my hopes
into a kinder, someday sky.

We don’t always know
who we’ll become,
but we can pave our way
with the desire
of who we’d like
to be.