working on a masterpiece
it wasn’t long ago I was certain
I wasn’t long for this world
and I remember asking myself
is this all there is to life
a series of interconnected dots
sometimes beautifully displayed
other times awfully disjointed
in the end leaving you dumbfounded
exactly how it was you managed
to get from point A to point B
how many times have I told myself
I’m not the same person I was
ten years ago
and today I ask the very same question
knowing full well the future
is simply an elaborate idea
and the past is nothing but
an unfinished painting
that consistently needs retouching
june two thousand nineteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved
jdubqca 
Beautiful…
thank you Michelle xo
You’re most welcome John… I especially love the last two lines. ❤️
I sense a touch of existentialism here … thought provoking … good morning, John.
Thank you and good morning, Loredana!
Poignant ❤
Thank you, Eliza.