Don Johnson Poet Rhyme

Fades Time

time fades us all like old parchment,
till it becomes personality time,
the prettiest thorn mongst the roses
wilt have you a laughing just fine
Don


it all comes down to the inner voice,
your spirit onboard has the choice,
to be a grumpy Mole,
or enjoy being old,
personality is the force,
who rides upon your horse,
where laughter doth unfold...

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Pashang Salehi March 3, 2016 at 11:42 AM Good morning... I like your inner voice. The last stanza can be read backward as well as forward... try it... Cheers

Poet Destroyer A February 11, 2016 at 10:45 PM I don't like being grumpy. I love the rhyming comment. LINDA Poet Destroyer A February 12, 2016 at 10:40 AM I take anything you have to say as a compliment. I'm a great admire of your poetry and friendship. Pd Don Johnson February 12, 2016 at 12:27 AM not lecturing you babe. enjoy life hey

Poet Destroyer A February 11, 2016 at 6:14 PM Hi, Don, I love my character in and out. Except when I haven't had A Dr Pepepr. :) Awesome verse... Love the connection. LINDA Don Johnson February 11, 2016 at 7:16 PM it all comes down to the inner voice, your spirit onboard has the choice, to be a grumpy Mole, or enjoy being old, personality is the force, who rides upon your horse, where laughter doth unfold...