Nine years ago they asked us, by shiek0, literature
Literature
Nine years ago they asked us,
Nine years ago they asked us;
oh how young we were back then.
They asked us where we saw ourselves
ten years from that day's end.
I paused and thought of who I was
and who I wanted to be
and while the others made grand plans
I thought "It'd be nice to be happy.."
To wake each morning smiling
at the rising of the sun
to never have to shed a tear
or see the pain of anyone.
I never thought I asked for much
until life dealt a crooked hand
years in the hourglass flew by
like grains of falling sand.
I tried to make
my world a better place
not just for me
but for all who saw my face.
I stretched myself
thin as I could
helping those I met
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