The Painful Mystery

She sits and she waits,
For tomorrow unknown.
She's got hopes and dreams,
Known by her alone.

Step by step,she feels she's getting near,
Day by day,she feels she's getting weaker
Now she lies and waves,
Wishing she had done it quicker,
For tomorrow's unknown.

Julie Rose Hlongoane
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