Life Plans

                                                       10/25/24

Night after night at the table I followed directions and drew plans

During my young to mid-teens And submitted them for a grade,

I would fill up blank papers with floor plans Never giving them another thought,

And dream my architect dreams. But hoping an A might be made.

I had no real knowledge of floor plans, I returned the next semester

I just drew what I wanted to see. And found, to my shock and delight,

They were never anything fancy My house plans had been chosen!

But just places that looked good to me. Finally, something was going right!

My architect dreams were shattered Over the next two semesters

When I learned it took five years of college. I watched as my house was erected.

It seemed it would take a lifetime From foundation to rafters and roof tiles,

To gain all the required knowledge, Every component was carefully selected.

So instead I joined the workforce, And when it was finally finished

Using my shorthand skills And put on the market for sale,

Along with six years of typing,      I felt such a jubilant feeling

And managed to pay the bills.      I could hardly inhale or exhale.

Some thirty years later at CR It wasn’t quite what I’d dreamed of,

I took a night drafting class. And will never occur anymore,

They were going to design a home to sell, But for one brief glorious moment,

To earn the program some cash. I was an architect for sure!