Looking Back
The last poem, I will ever write,
will be on a dark and lonely night,
I will be alone in my water bed,
thoughts of yesterday in my head;
I'll be thinking of my life as a child,
Living my whole life meek and mild,
I've had some loves and I have lost,
I paid the price, absorbed the cost.
then I'll think about my mom and dad,
the best parents a man could have had,
knowing that they always did their best,
but I had surely put them to the test.
my life will be gone as I have known it,
I've done my best I haven't blown it,
I hope that God will accept my heart,
not hell but heaven, let me be a part.
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