The Future Unknown Poem by Daniel Fortuna Jr.

I walk with the marching winds of change into a future unknown.How I hope & pray to be taken to a new & better life that I can proudly call my own.I walk in the revitalizing rains of the young spring; eagerly awaiting the growth of the fruit tree to that new life in which I will celebrate as I dance & sing.Patiently,I wait through the growing seasonup to the harvest, for I know not what it will bring.Day by day it approaches, that thing called; sooner or later it'll be within range.I will then reach for the fruit & eat it.How it will taste, bitter or sweet, in time the answer & I will eventually meet.Until then, I wait for it to grow from the time ofthe seed that was sown & wait, I do, for a future unknown.