SOMETIMES I WONDER
I think of things that might have been, why they are,
The past is meant to be the way it was, I wonder.
If perhaps a different road, a moment taken to think,
Sometimes I wonder what might be, another person I be.
I have been blessed and I have had my share of painful things,
Decisions made, I wonder, an altered life maybe these things bring.
Everything appears to have a reason or so we may believe,
Coincidence, a choice made as we travel through our imperfect days.
Sometimes I wonder why I am here, a purpose not always so clear,
Sometimes I wonder, sometimes I wonder about this earthly place.