Ponderings

I look around and what do I see
Nothing more or less will be
I look for meaning to it all
And not just pondering my final call

For life moves on all the time
Now and then to pause and entwine
For we can’t live as only one
We touch each other in our run

So I sit and contemplate 
What’s in store as I wait
And time’s the master or so it seems 
Only hoping the future is not too extreme.

© Paul Warren Poetry

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