A Sonnet of the Future
Looking out the window wondering what is there
Wondering what it is going to be is more like it
What will life bring me?
Will I be able to handle what comes my way?
What will I get?
Will I be rich? Will I be famous?
Or will I be poor and needy?
What the future brings, I don’t know
I hope to find out soon
So I can be calm.