Comments about Olivia Daly
Beads of sweat form on my brow
as I strive to live 'in the now'.
I don't think of yesterday or tomorrow.
I can only fathom if the joy is worth the sorrow.
I think of what this life should be,
but first I need to discover who is 'me? '
Lost in an abysmal crowd of faces.
Yearning to find the consummate place
I belong amongst the mass.
Yet, I cannot stop time as it flies past.
So here I sit and wonder who I am.
And what does He have in store for my life's plan.