I Sense Tomorrow Is The Future But Where Is It Going
I can remember as a child adults debating if we would go to the moon or not, now that future has come to pass, hooray, we made it to the moon.
Our future is a funny thing, no crystal ball to check the future out with.
Only time will tell what the future has in store for all of us, maybe good, maybe bad, maybe happy or maybe sad, If we live we will all go through the future together.
I hope to see the beauty we have, get even more beautiful.
It would be nice if you could hear more about peace and love, a time to stop, smell and pick the flowers.
A time to taste and drink to a great life, a time in the future to really understand about ourselves.
A time in the future to learn how great we can become, to learn how much we have to give to others.
I sense tomorrow is the future, the question is, what kind of a future will we all have?
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2019
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