My parents have been married forty-two years. I wonder how many of those were happy.
Diaries: The Python Years, 1969-1979As I pen these words to leave a lasting record, I wonder myself where it all began.
Ghosts I Have BeenI wonder if anyone but me realizes what goes on in that head back of your deceptively sweet face.
Gone with the WindI wonder how you survived with those sugary lips; maybe there is no ant in your territory.
A moment with God ; Poetry