Moving On
As I sit here , awaiting the coming if the dark.
I wonder maybe this life was only a lark. .
Those that sometimes come and go
A part of life's crazy flow
Some bring rage some bring peace
Everything you are you don't own , only lease.
Times sometimes seem to go to slow
Struggling to stay balanced in it's unsteady flow.
Can't get ahead , that is something we all know.
Riding out the bad times
by making up these rhymes
Sometimes dreaming of what tomorrow may bring.
Throughout my life, have I learned a thing.
Time has turnt my hair gray
Wisdom gives me the right words to say
So I hope.
I've thrown down my rope.
To fight no more.
On these wings I now soar
Time has no rewind.
Only memories that forever remind.
It hasn't been kind
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