Longing for a change
Tired of seeing the same faces
Hearing the same words
Fed up with the daily routine
She hides in her world of dreams
Where she is the heroine
Men lying at her feet
Clad in designer silk
She attends the opera
In Paris, London, or Rome
Limousines, yachts & private jets
On the beaches in Saint Tropez
Or the slopes at Aspen
She is the center of attention
The light attracting the moths
Until she realizes that her dream
Is all smoke and mirrors
Envy, emptiness and lies
That true love and happiness
Can only be found in the
Real world she left behind
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Author:
Alfred Peyer (Pseudonym) (
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She had everything it seems, then she realised she didn't! Good write Fred. Meanwhile - you got those coconuts yet? How long will ya be up that tree?! heehee.
Getting up the tree is just to see the future! The coconuts I pick up after they fall down! Thanks so much orchie!
It's such a relief when one figures this message out! It reminded me that I used to watch my lovely mother staring out the window as she washed dishes or cooked meals and I knew she wanted desperately to be somewhere else...... Poor little thing.
Thanks Lorna, some people miss out on real life by living in their dreams. It's kinda cute how you call your mom a 'a poor little thing'.
Well I learned from her how not to get bogged down by what other people expect from one....
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Maybe she's weary ~ Ladies do get weary
Wearin' the same shabby dress
And when she's weary ~ Kiss her eyes so teary
Try a little tenderness !
Thanks FRED ~ all Housewives Daydream ~ I know my Mum does ! It always has been and always will a Man's World. Speaking as an Englishman where we have been ruled by a Queen for over 60 years We have our SECOND Female PM (What was wrong with Hillary ?) and Female Bishops. Thanks for making us think. If REINCARNATION is a choice when I die (2083 = 100 !) I will opt to come back as a WOMAN or a CAT (Miouwwwwww !) Yours BRIAN
Thanks Brian. As far as Queen and PMs are concerned, you English are ahead of us Americans. But how is it in the business world? Are there a lot of female CEOs?
Overall I think women are still way off where they should be. At least in my marriage there is equality. We both work, we both raised the kids (I did not breast-feed for obvious reasons! 😉 ), we both cook, we both wash and do the dishes, we both clean house. Period! We are an equal opportunity marriage!
THANKS FRED ~ The Business World is ruled by TESTOSTERONE an fr any LADY having three KIDS in the space of six years and ten another FOUR before she gets back to work does mitigate against promotion to CEO that many Females in the UK give up by the time they are 40 and opt for lower rungs on the Ladder. It\'s the same in EDUCATION ~ apart from Marie Curie (The only person to get two Nobel Prizes in Science) Female Professors of Physics are few and far between ! The Irony is it took Pierre Curie\'s death for them to promote Marie from Pierre\'s Lab Technician to Professor of Physics the first Female Science Professor in the Sorbonne (Paris). In Prague (Which was under Russian Rule) Marie (because she was a Woman) was not even allowed to study Science ! Despite this she still called one of her new ELEMENTS ~ POLONIUM and not FRANCIUM (an Alkali metal which was not discovered and named until 1949 by a Frenchman) There is of course a Transuranic Element called CURIUM ~ a very high honour indeed ! Yours BRIAN
when reality checks in you sure make it obvious what can be lost. top of the berg poem, Fred,
Thanks Kevin. Sometimes it seems as if the unreal is better than the real, but then we wake up to the truth.
Thanks so much Cat! Maybe the time is not totally lost and wasted IF it leads to the right conclusion!
Good write Fred and very true, the real world is where happiness really is - mind you I do like Opera.
Thanks Goldie, Opera, Theater, Movies, Concerts, Musicals, is all OK. That's entertainment. It is the dreams in our minds that can get us into trouble.
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