Poems

3 years from now

Three years from now

All I want is myself

It would be nice to be with someone

Yet, I do not expect that in this life time

Some are unlucky in that way

I am one of those

The expectation of holding hands

Needs to leave

That is just a fantasy

Three years from now I want to be me

Someone who has everything

Who has accomplished their dreams

to have a life of words and joy

to laugh until tears roll

three years from now where would you be?

I hope you are well with your family

Time is a small window to be unhappy

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