Future Poem
By Abby Corona
They want me to be prepared
For the future that is near me.
The truth is I am scared
Because it’s unclear to me.
I lay down in my bed thinking about
The future My worries are taking over
Me slowly , so many question in my head
About the future ahead of me.
Will my dreams come true?
Will I find home to call my own.
Will I have a family or forever be alone?
These questions I wonder about
And so many more. Yet, still my heart grows
fonder About the mysteries my future has in store.
The future I have awaits for me to see.
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