Ever

Ever thinking
Ever knowing
Ever feeding
Ever growing
Touching down on a place called here
Anticipating my arrival there
Ever going
Ever moving
Ever dancing 
Ever grooving
Enjoying this; my station in life
Ignoring that; which I call strife
Ever you
Ever me
Ever I
Ever thee
Ever trying constantly
to be the first to reach my destiny
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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October 12, 2008 at 5:34 AM
Yes, clever and witty! this poem is like a dance hehehe! Brgds. George
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