Poetry: Forget you, Fate!

Blame this one on cold medicine, because I was on it when I wrote this about three years ago.

Forget you, Fate!

The random things that come to me
When I’m in the state of dream
To wake, to loose this state of mind
This place in time l call mine

By night I am the keeper of dreams
Making use of forgotten schemes
Trying my hand at many things
Winning battles with only the queen

Lost in thought I’ll never find
A niche, a place to call mine
but dreams come to those who wait
So I’ll keep on dreaming

Forget you, Fate!

by H. Danielle Crabtree