I have been writing poems for quite some time, but I have never had any of them printed anywhere (many friends advised me to do so). I am sending the poem above in the hope that it will be published; it is dedicated to Friends, Family and Acquaintances......what does life have in store? Is it good or bad? Should everyone be trusted? Or perhaps not anymore? Unable to keep pace with the person chosen by fate, we rush forward in great strides, only to receive a blow...A. Rzeźwicka