Wasted years of ?, one doth lament.
They lay heavy, like shoes of cement.
One, who walks through their days, in constant fret,
wonder what ?, tomorrow they will begin to regret.
One must forget all the above.
Walk through life full of love.
Love, one must, for oneself.
This will take them off the shelf.
A glorious journey will begin.
Adventures galore, to step within.
Jump right into every moment, with both feet.
Sucking all the life out of them, this is the feat.
Life is far too short a journey to take.
Live it to the fullest, for heaven’s sake.
B. J. “A ” 2
April 29th 2016
Copyright © William J. Jr. Atfield | Year Posted 2016
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