A thought

It's a wonderful thing it seems it could be.                                When you look into the Sky and wonder where it could be.        all the dreams and hopes you once wanted to be.              Looking into a empty space.                                              Wondering what still could be.                                                           If I filled it up a piece that's missing.                                          That emptiness a part of me.                                                 anticipation of wanting.                                                                     To witness the Joy of innocents Looking back at me.       Knowing from all my past experiences I could be anything.         I wanna be With action and work It will be