Wondering

We are all Wondering
What's happening

All the daisys want to play
Another day

What's wrong with the sky
The birds refuse to fly

We are all day-dreaming
About the Spring

All of the innocent hours
Beautiful meadows of wild flowers

We are all wondering
What tomorrow brings

Each hour is such a mystery
Each day, marking history

We would ask for yesterday...
If we had our way

We are all Wondering
What's happening


(Although seemingly a Simple poem, it was a song of return to innocence written shortly after 9/11)