The Problem with Small Dreams

The problem with a small dream
Is that to you,
If it is yours,
It is not small.

It seems small to others because it is so common.
So ordinary.
So every day.
Not even recognized as a dream at all, really.

But still, it is all you really, truly want.
So when it does not,
And won’t ever,
Come true.

It hurts big.

Just like a big dream would.

But people look at you and wonder
What’s the big deal?
What’s your damage?
Is THAT all you’re missing?

Goodness, that silly dream?
It’s not like you are missing something grand.
Why don’t you just get over that,
And move on?

And of course.
Yes.
That’s still what you do – keep moving
What choice do you have?


I wrote this and posted it on Facebook in October of 2016. Just came across it today while looking for something else and decided it should be in my blog.

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About dahnajeen

I'm Donna Jean Hunter. I'm also Donna Cox - former married name and the name I share with my children and with my ex-husband, father of my children, and friend, David Cox. My 3rd grade teacher, Mrs. Patterson told me I was a great writer and would be an author when I grew up. She always had me read my stories to the class, and even took me around to the other classrooms to have me read to them. I'm pretty sure the other kids all hated me that year. I don't care though. I love Mrs. Patterson. Of course she did not know then about the Internet and blogging, how much of what people read would no longer be on paper - and how much of it would be done for free! - when I grew up. I have had 10 or 12 of my pieces published in college literary journals, and for a while during college, I actually received pay for working as a technical writer. Then for a few years I taught writing to teenagers as a high school English teacher. But other than that, I can't say I'm a writer in the sense that it is what I do for a living. But I am a writer. I have been all my life and can’t see myself ever stopping whether anyone reads it or not. I hope someone enjoys some of it.
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