Whatever Will Be ( Written several years ago )

Will I be as forlorn as that
 old man sitting there,
Will every wrinkle hide a sorrow I've had to bear,
Will every breath come as a painful sigh,
Will I have that same look of longing in my eye?
OR
Will I have memories sweet,
Will every moment I love to meet,
Will there be love every day,
Will life turn out just as I prayed?


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