Joyce Johnson Poet Sonnet

Twenty Years From Now

In twenty years , I'm sure I shall not be.
Were I to tell my age you would agree.
And if by some small chance I'm still alive,
The curious and hopeful would arrive
At my front door in droves to question me
Or to just to gawk and try their best to see
This wonder of the world who has lived long
And now is subject of both word and song.

A stranger in strange land and all alone,
The very thought congeals me to the bone.
Twenty years from now  the world won't miss me.
Or the striving, breathing wonder I would be.
I know the good Lord will not make me stay,
When all whom I have known, have gone away.


April 25. 2017

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Richard Evans April 23, 2018 at 7:08 PM A poem that speaks for others. It don't get no better than that. Thanks for sharing....................peace! Joyce Johnson April 23, 2018 at 10:00 PM Thank you Richard. It is nice that my poems are still being read. Love, Joyce

Fayaz Bhat January 5, 2018 at 8:16 PM Love you!

Elizabeth Kinch April 26, 2017 at 3:23 AM Our Lord knows when it is our time to go home. If you are still here in twenty years Joyce then you will still be enjoying yourself, you'll still be enriching lives, because it will be God's will. #7

Connie Marcum Wong April 26, 2017 at 12:23 AM That is the saddest part about growing older and living a long time when all of your friends are passing on and you are left without those wonderful friendships. Children and grandchildren help to make life happy but they have their own lives to live and it's not quite like having a close friend. I have already lost three really close friends and I miss them every day. You have written a very beautiful and touching poem Joyce. : ) 7

Arthur Vaso April 25, 2017 at 10:33 PM Hi Joyce, when I read these lovely words, I wish you will be around in twenty years, I wont gawk, but simply sit with you and have nice tea! I loved this poem!