Was it fate?a lesson to learn.
Was it luck? the right corner to turn.
These questions, the answers, i know not,
Wander, with wandering mind,
Moments never forgot.
In time past, no sense i make.
The flow of life, accross a silky lake.
But now, with age, like a tree of oak,
Wisdom and learning, visions evoke.
Stephie C Hughes xx