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