Sometimes I wonder,
why we are here,
on earth, in life... is our purpose clear?
Sometimes I wonder,
why we experience pain,
so we will know happiness, once again.
Sometimes I wonder,
why it took so long,
for me to realize, with you, is where I belong.
Sometimes I wonder,
why we are afraid,
so we won't let just anyone in.
Sometimes I wonder,
why life is so hard,
because life is what we make it.
and we make it hard.
Sometimes I wonder,
why I am me,
because if I were not, you would surely leave.
I wonder about, so many things,
one thing I wonder, is why some,
think life is a game.
Life is precious, yet we squander it so,
God will surely, already know.
We need to be actively approaching life,
with the attitude that we are only, here for a while.
Use the time we have to make good lives,
and do everything we can, to be what God,
wants and knows we can.
Sometimes I wonder, if we do enough,
instead of living a life of fluff.
Sometimes I wonder, where I would be,
if He had not brought you to me.
For the love of my life....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
we only live once, after all. a poem with sweetness and reflection. I particularly lke the first half.