What is there to come?
Of this once and faithful
With dreams of happiness
For the soaring eye
That is yet to come
On the sunny breeze
What is there to come?
Of this once and sunny day
To the happy and loving
With the dream of hope
From the broken eye
That is yet to be seen
Beyond the cold sight
What is there to come?
To these wondering eyes
Of fear creeping in between
From beyond the crack
With monsters within
The eyes hide behind
All the tears lurking in
What is there to come?
With these innocent eyes
From way beneath
The wondering shadow
That is yet to reveal
What is to come
Of the dark night
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PoetrySometimes at night, All we can do is lie there in bed and hope. Hope to fall asleep before we fall apart. ~KG Not for most readers reviewed by @RafealJeff
