Message In Stanza

Poetry and Musings

 

Life… what is it?
I think I know
But the next minute I don’t
It’s like stained painted glass
Don’t you wish it was see through?
I could know what I am living for!
Because this could be all she wrote I know

I could be living for a God
And if I let Him down
I let down myself

Life… what is it?

I know I could be rescued
But I want to reassured
I am outside standing in the wind
With the trees and the breeze
Autumn is coming
Is that a sign of change?

(C) Carly Wiggins 2006

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