Oh this life - there are no guarantees
Of tomorrow
Of sorrow
Of joy and laughter
Of peace.
There are no bonuses to be expected, but love from one another.
Oh life, how you twist and wind and throw my soul —
Up and down.
I often wonder about tomorrow - what is held there?
In the future - what will it be?
More sorrow? More pain?
Wondrous joy? Fulfilling love?
To live that oh-so-precious-life.
For now.
With no guarantees of tomorrow.
XO,
Marko