Who Knows
Surely sunrise will come tomorrow
Perhaps, who knows, I’ll not be here
If so, I’ll have no troubles to borrow,
I’ll be sleeping soundly without fear
Or, I may be climbing Mt. Kilimanjaro.
Written September 11, 2022
Submitted to “Bite Size Poem No 52” Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Line Gauthier
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2022
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