My Life, Mountains Dropping Pebbles

My Life, Mountains Dropping Pebbles My life, mountains dropping pebbles on me true treasures openly hidden, I couldn't see Although now that I am wiser, so much older I thank God each dropped was not a boulder My youth, a series of epic good and bad if only, I'd listened and obeyed my Dad I was the rebel that sought so much more suffering deeply every wild and big score Decades flew by with me chasing a mist grabbing love that never truly did exist A vapor that glistened golden all around demanding that in my blindness I be bound Fate and Time both beat happily my heart I foolishly thought myself so very smart Memories now play images to teach mistakes my speeding on never hitting on the brakes O' mountain, why not shed that one small boulder to break sin's passion and sooner set it much colder! Robert J. Lindley, 09-26-2014 note: Took decades for me to ever see the light and change my stubborn ways. If that boulder had tapped me sooner Id have found this current bliss decades sooner and my wife and I would be enjoying a grown son instead of raising a 7 year old at my advanced age..