Denise’s 2nd Poem – We’ll See

 Denise’s 2nd Poem – We’ll See

 


Tenaciously stubbornly persistently emphatically enigmatic.

Authentically mysteriously genuinely enthusiastically honest.

Real beyond description, brilliant beyond degree, strategically beyond belief.

Talented, spiritually centered, morally situated, and empathetically connected.

 

Standing on the cusp of yesterday and tomorrow

Situated on the corner of reality and fascination

Voyaging into the premises of promises from on High

Traveling along the highway of possibilities.

 

Will we stroll along the path to wonder

Will we share the hope of something beyond imagination

Will we dare dream as a new beginning unfolds

Will we, or won’t we – only tomorrow holds the answer

We’ll see!

 

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