Wait.A Poem by Roberta:]And so. I sit here again, waiting, thinking, wondering. What will happen to me? Who will I become. I fear. My life will not turn out in a way I want it to. Yet, there is hope. There is a light. I am young. I realise I have my whole life to wait. I need not worry. I need not panic. All I must do is be myself. And wear a smile. That is the best I can be.
© 2010 RobertaAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on November 13, 2010 Last Updated on November 13, 2010 AuthorRobertaSwindon, United KingdomAbout- 'Sometimes people are beautiful. Not in looks. Not in what they say. Just in what they are' more..Writing
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