I try not to be fearful, about the future of mine.
Sometimes I just can’t help but to worry.
I fear that I am losing out on time,
when I seem to rest less than I scurry.
Choices that are made seem to steer the course,
affecting all those that I hold dear.
A lot of pressure I place on myself to
make sure, their happiness is concrete and secure.
I hope I’ve made an imprint on their chosen paths,
and guided them to grow in a way,
where they make a difference in the world as it is,
and hold high compassion in humanity.
Never lose sight of the most important thing,
family comes first, above all else, first comes family.
Todays assignment: Prompt-Future, Form-Sonnet, Device-Chiasmus