2011 - Day 39

Tacos in my stomach
Close friends and games,
As much as i want to stay
Life calls for eyes to shut.
Speak of future fun
I think,
Spoiling the mood with thought
To evaporate the plan.
Can happen,
A sliver of chance,
Realism is good,
So the fall is not as high.
Still,
To believe
To wish
To dream,
Whether
The smallest obstacle
To overcome,
Or
The largest goal
Imaginable,
Can
And should
In many circumstances
Trump the expected.