Just Minutes Away Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Just minutes away.
Whatever it is wished,
Might be sitting...
Just minutes away.

No one knows what the future holds.

Just minutes away,
What is wanted most...
And held close,
With a taking of risks...
Could provide one with benefits,
If...
One persisted,
In the keeping of that wished...
With a wanting.

No one knows what the future holds.
Or what is there to unfold...
Just minutes away!
If what is wished,
Is wanted.