The Future Is Alive And Well
The past is dead
Future's alive
Black clouds are gone
Sun is shining
God is smiling
Angels singing
I am soaring
Like an eagle
Flying so high
NATURALLY
Richard Wlodarski (c) 2026
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There's a lot to be afraid of what lies ahead, but every black cloud fades away in time. An optimistic outlook Richard thanks for this lovely write!
Kevin, I've been an optimist all my life. And don't plan to change now, in spite of, the dreary landscape. Thanks for your support!