AHEAD

Fourty million different stories

Could have happened

while you spent your days at home

Places you think you belong

Things that could have gone wrong

Were left undone

Ideas multiply when you look ahead

Options become chances

When you’re craving for glances

Of places and people

And the future itself

Is waiting up there on a shelf

You didnt touch for long

In dust

But alive.

Barefoot all day

It waited for you

So say hello.