i wonder

i wonder if that barren winter tree shivers in the wind

wishing on its last leaf for the revitalizing life of spring to come sooner.

i wonder if that isolated cloud feels the weight of the rain it carries

and if it ever wanted to be something more.

i wonder what the little clay frog sitting on my desk thinks of me

when it sees me bent over homework trying to forget about the big space of i don't know that lingers around my conciouness day in and day out.

i wonder what i will be thinking in a year and a few months time. i wonder, but i cannot know.