What I Think About Every Day

By Mitzi Danielson-Kaslik

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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