I do wonder, when I shall know?
To see what will be, to share with someone near or far
To exercise all life's walks
To know if the colors will change
To realize life's each day
A tapestry of many colors

It storm that brews, bubbles, stirs It then fills us with miracles and surprises
It is each minute happening
Sometimes with speed, and silent message
It is accident by way of promise occurring
It is birth, death , rebirth
It shall be, could be the answers
We seek what?
Each has there dream

My true feeling is seeing each day, as it unfolds
A gift of love, hope , promise, heartache , to feel alive