Saturday, March 2, 2013

The Unknown

by me
Wendy M. Z.
TalaWenZee

Old friends, warm smiles, welcoming arms...
shared memories, shared laughs, shared pain.
The past, the present and the future.
Entwined, intermingled, unrestrained?

The future is always a question.
The past is written in stone.
The moment to live is now.
Not for then or the unknown. 



March 2013