Sitting on a hill staring at the star lit sky,
Looking into oneself and asking the question why?
Why am I alone and forever lonely and cold?
Making one feel so depressed, and so very old.
Wondering if there is anyone out there for you,
Someone to share your life and to be true.
Someone to awaken with each and every morning,
And to care for each other and send your heart
by: Charles A. Frazer Jr.
Pondering life poem.