The Future'

The future stretches out before us bright,

A canvas waiting for our brushstrokes light,

Unwritten pages, blank and pure and white,

A story waiting to be told, a path to ignite.

The possibilities are endless, vast and wide,

Dreams and hopes and fears, all intertwined,

A tapestry of moments, yet to be designed.

We stand at the threshold, hesitant and bold,

The unknown beckoning, like a story untold,

A mystery unfolding, like a rising sun.

Let us embrace the unknown, with hearts full of cheer,

And write our own story, without a speck of fear,

For the future is ours, to shape and to mold,