Starrla's Poem

I See

I see a future in your touch,

But only God knows if it will mean much.

I see a vision of a life,

But only God knows if you’re meant for love or strife.

I see snapshots,

I see the newspaper clippings of your could be life.

The headlines, they say things should be looking up.

But there’s no guarantee.

No matter what I see in my magic ball

This life is still made up of one plus one equals two.

 And every choice you make is another addition or subtraction.

I see could be’s and would be’s.

I see maybes and possiblys.

But God only knows what your future holds

I’m just chasing shadows of a future that hasn’t been written.