What I Think About Every Day
This is just a sonnet to say
What I think about every day;
I wonder at the world around
And wonder if I shall be found
By those who do not seek to know
The worlds to where I wish to go,
I wonder if I shall be in love,
If there is something up above,
I hope I shall be brave, however
I am fearful of new endeavours,
I truly hope I shall be brave
Before I find myself in my grave,
I truly hope that when I’m dead
I shall be remembered as a writer instead.
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