Sit and Think.

I sit and think of what to write, some times I sit all night. The words some times flow, other times it's no go. I have many chapters in my life, they are in my memory where they belong, there they can do no wrong. Sometimes I let them free, that's my poetry. Of the times I have fallen in love, when I was floating above. Of my collage days when partying, was all the rage. What ever the event many a happy, time was spent. Now I'm older, married, father of three, I still reminisce in my poetry.