Good Old Folks

So now you sit and sometimes cry
Time just flew and passed you by
The plans you once formed in your mind
Are gone for good
Just left behind
Dreams just faded with each day
You let the time just drift away
Yet others never met this fate
They took a chance
It's them you hate
These simple folks were just concerned
Of standing still and getting burned
You figured you could waste the day
Gave you just more time to play
You watched your cash go out the door
Then one day
There was no more
So here you are
Now worse by far
Only know some worn out jokes
Your world now full
Of burned out folks
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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March 3, 2015 at 9:47 AM
Yet, if you enjoyed your life, you can't call it a waste, and nothing's over till it's over. I am enjoying PoetrySoup, and still writing, so I figure I'm still alive and well, even if every joint creaks and groans.
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December 27, 2014 at 10:40 AM
Ahh for some... But not those at PoetrySoup... So many life connections can be made here... if the writers will only reach out their minds and hands... I do love your writes... Sad... Definitely... disturbing, yes... but good and truthul to many...
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