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