I Wonder…
I often wonder about many things.
Like the birds and how they sing.
I wonder about the stars and how they shine.
All the time spent gazing, all those dreams of mine.
I wonder about people, how they think and how they feel.
So many things happen, sometimes I wonder if our world is real.
I wonder ‘bout lost loves, how their memory lingers on.
I wonder why I feel the same after it has been so long.
I wonder about my friends from day to passing day.
Just when you think you know them, they seem so far away.
I wonder what this is or what that may be.
But what I really wonder is, if with all people’s judgements,
Is it safe to just be me?
The question I find myself asking is “why?”.
Then wonder if it’s okay to go ahead and cry.
I wonder about lots of things in this world we live in.
Even though lots of people put me down,
I know wonder is no sin.
By: Lori Kinnison Fortmann
Like the birds and how they sing.
I wonder about the stars and how they shine.
All the time spent gazing, all those dreams of mine.
I wonder about people, how they think and how they feel.
So many things happen, sometimes I wonder if our world is real.
I wonder ‘bout lost loves, how their memory lingers on.
I wonder why I feel the same after it has been so long.
I wonder about my friends from day to passing day.
Just when you think you know them, they seem so far away.
I wonder what this is or what that may be.
But what I really wonder is, if with all people’s judgements,
Is it safe to just be me?
The question I find myself asking is “why?”.
Then wonder if it’s okay to go ahead and cry.
I wonder about lots of things in this world we live in.
Even though lots of people put me down,
I know wonder is no sin.
By: Lori Kinnison Fortmann
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