What Does the Future Hold

I spend my day doing my mundane task

The future is an uncertain blinding mask

I try to peer into what lies ahead

But its all confusing and I come up with nothing instead

I gaze into the mysterious crystal ball

I want answers but see nothing at all

I would like to know what’s beyond that closed door

But when its opened I can’t tell what my life has in store

I search for it in an old quatrain

But when translated there is no knowledge to gain

I went to a fortune -teller who could read my palm 

But they’re wasn’t any revealing lines of alarm

It doesn’t matter what’s in front of me or what I have to go through

I’ll beat the odds and overcome it as long as I have you
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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August 21, 2011 at 10:24 PM
A very clever thought... now you have me thinking of all the odds! Thank you for sharing your wonderful poem, have yourself a wonderful night,..Linda
Clark Avatar
August 22, 2011 at 6:43 AM
If it made you think Linda than I did my job. Thanks
Ross Jr. Avatar
August 21, 2011 at 8:00 PM
Wonderful sentimental write about Love that every one of us needs.....with love....your mate old Jack
Clark Avatar
August 22, 2011 at 6:44 AM
Its all about the love Jack Thanks
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