The Outlook Poem by Princess Moultrie

I sit looking out my window
Wonder what it could be
Seeing what I wish to know
Things that don’t seem like me

I look at the moon
Wondering how it survives
Never giving a thought to doom
Or thinking about our lives

I stare at the sun
Looking into its fiery core
I don’t know what’s to become
When time will be no more

I sit looking out my window
Wondering the secrets to life
Thinking of things I do not know
To live in grief, or just to give strife

(26 August.06)