
Photo by Don Farrall/PhotoDisc
Dangers lurk and wonder.
Hope gets lost.
But if you can’t stop to ponder,
There is always a cost.
I hope you realize this.
Please don’t wait.
You can’t miss.
For you can’t be late.
Copyright © 2005 by Kelcie
This poem is a bit mysterious, a bit threatening, and a bit opaque. What is the poet telling us, exactly? I don’t know. But it’s very intriguing.
