Future Poem by TR Jones

What does the future hold
Something that can not be told
Is it something so very scary
Or is it something that is quite merry
I wish I had some kind of device
A pair of sunglasses would suffice
I just want to see the path before me
And where I am going to be
When I grow old and gray
In this town will I stay
Will I have someone by my side
To help me ride out the tide
Will I be truly happy at heart
Or will I have lost a part
Will I even live to see another day
How much would I have to pay
To see where my path will lead
Can I see it by doing many a good deed
I'm afraid that won't cut it
Thought it would help a bit
But our future cannot be seen
By any human being