Future Hope

I am unaware,

Here I lie scared,

Of the next steps to take,

What legacy will lie in my wake.


Through the distant storm

Nothing will remain of the norm

And life will change...

Oh, how strange!


I shall be older.

Will I be bolder?

Or will I lack knowledge?

As I leave college?


There is no way of knowing,

But there are ways of showing

That when I die people will see

The admired man I soon will be.


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