Sometimes I Wonder..........

Sometimes I wonder.........
Where will I be when I get old
Who will love me for my soul
Thoughts of loneliness cross my mind
Am I running out of time?
It’s so scary in this desolate place 
Staring out a window into space
What have I done during my time here on earth?
Who will be waiting on me?  Did I earn my worth?
Life passes by really fast
Always thought my time would last
Thinking of my people that have gone on before me
Do they know…...Is that where they’ll be?
Remembering the last smile I saw on his face
Will I have to run his same race
Will they leave me alone to think of my time of the past
Or will they surround me to celebrate and have a blast
Pictures and memories is all that’s left
Tear after tear while I take deep breaths
Stones and lettered monument will be there for me
The sunshine and the storms pass while I sleep
In this narrow place I will lie
Unable to speak, unable to cry
Thy will is done and now time moves on
Who is next?  Who will be gone?
Sometimes I wonder…………… 


By  Johnnie Eaves
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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January 3, 2016 at 7:05 PM
Johnnie,,, a pleasure to read your poem. Have a great day. SKAT
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April 7, 2013 at 3:40 PM
I loved this poem please write more.
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June 24, 2010 at 11:03 AM
Dear Johnnie: Wow!!! Great poem. Looking forward to reading more of your poems. Yours truly: Sheol
Guzzi Avatar
June 21, 2010 at 4:26 PM
Yike it must be a day for maudlin thoughts I was just walking and thinking the exact same thing! At least I got myself out of the house! Light & Love
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June 21, 2010 at 5:04 AM
I would like to welcome you to PoetrySoup Johnnie. Wishing you the best in your writing endeavors. If you have questions please feel free to ask anyone here. We are all willing to help and if we don't know the answer we will find someone who does. Love, Carol
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June 20, 2010 at 7:24 PM
A nice elegiac feelings.
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