A Little Piece of Me

I make decisions and then I get made
I seek some exceptions yet I cannot stay
I still battle in the dark to keep the demons at bay
Yet the sunshine returns and the promise of a new day.

I make a lot of noise but does anyone hear a sound
Like a tree in the forest does it crash as it hits the ground?
Like a river stumbles on in its journey to the sea
Each of these collectively becoming a little part of me.

I make a lot of dust but it begins to settle down
I see happy faces replacing all the frowns
Life has slowly changed and with it the people I know
Like a wilted flower needs water for it to grow.

I make a little sense but then nonsense gets in my way
First it strikes my mind and then infects the things I say
I wonder of the future and if good enough will do
I’ve traveled very far, the journey is not through.

I make a little money but happiness it cannot buy
I did not really know until I gave it a try
I look to the sky and ask God why?
But the moment passes and another day goes by.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Brown Avatar
July 20, 2011 at 6:49 AM
I have read your poetry today and in my mind it is an interesting and excellent piece Mark. I will return again soon to read more of your writings. Love, Carol
Russell Avatar
July 23, 2011 at 10:02 PM
Thanks Carol hope you get this. You remind me of my favorite sister a Carol as well. She died three yerars ago she was only 32. She always believed in me when eveyone else gave up. Thanks for all your kind words and support because of you I am Mark
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