Rest For a While

Rest For a While Sometimes it likes like the longer we live The more many things will become competitive From writing good poem to singing some song With a fear at times I may end up being wrong. In my life perfection became a big key Along with me finally having to face reality That eventually in life will soon come a day When I have forgotten what I should say. Eventually my temper ends up being short And are afraid to say that I need support And in the end after all the time passes by God will let me go to heaven after I do die. So being that each life is as short as it is And there are so many things I may miss All that is left for me to do is poems compile Go on voyage or vacation and rest for a while. James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran and Poet