|   I Wonder Why . . .  by Angel         "Sometimes, I just wonder why . . ."  A friend said this today.  Tomorrow isn't promised,  Today's the day I say!     Tomorrow may bring blindness,  A heart attack, or pain.  Perhaps I'll never get the chance  To hear from you again.     It may bring a loss of fortune,  Perchance a speeding bus.  What we do today is   Entirely up to us.     Let's say I love you to a child  or write a far-off friend.  Perhaps we'll even plant a tree,  This injured Earth to mend.     Forget tomorrow's forecast,  Play in the sun today.   Clouds may gather in the morn,  yet today was not wasted away.               Copyright ©2005, Susan Marie Cleveland.  All rights reserved.  |