Wondering Poem by Ray Hansell

Wondering



I often sit and wonder
What lays ahead for me
In twenty years from now
What or where will I be

But I guess there's no use
In worrying about that now
I know one day I'll wonder
How and why
This thing called life
Has so quickly passed me by


11-22-17/RjH

Wednesday, November 22, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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Ray Hansell

Ray Hansell

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