Future
Future
What lies along the road ahead are thoughts cemented in my head.
Where will I go?, what will I be? And who will be there alongside me.
It’s bleak it’s bright I can’t decide, too late to run and try to hide.
Your on a path, you can’t turn back keep moving forward you’ve got the knack.
You’ll meet new friends along the way, who might just brighten future days.
Copyright © Stephen Courtnell | Year Posted 2019
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