Reflections of Self
and other exercises in writing
Was I promised tomorrow
when it was yesterday?
No.
Then how is it still here,
how is it today,
I can see crystal clear?
Am I living in the present?
Yes.
Then what else will be gifted?
How much longer before I'm lifted?
And to these concerns,
do I have any responses?
Yes, it seems I have a few.
But I need more,
to give myself a clue.
What am I waiting for?
Who is waiting for me?
And does anyone ever feel free
with answers to all their questions?
I hang on
at mere possibility.
About the Creator
Jeffrey Sparks
Adversity is kindling I choose to burn to keep my hands warm in winter ensuring my words will stretch beyond the years that turn my bones to dust.
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