Waiting Poem by Alice Winters

Waiting



If everything happens for a reason,
then why am i here?
Every day i hear a voice,
telling me that there is so much more to life.
One day,
I will do great things.
I will change the world in more ways than one.
I will wait for my time to come,
until then,
I'll be here.
thinking,
wondering,
waiting.

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