Some of Them Even Came With Wicked Scars

Some Of Them Even Came With Wicked Scars As I count my blessings among bright stars hope and love echo to me like loud blasts. Gave up wild life, living in the bars, were nothing that's good or bad ever lasts! Sad morns waking, a stranger in my bed nights enjoyed, now shallow memories gone. Could I have walked better path instead, been enticed to have walked all alone? My mind wanders back to wild days of youth, days and nights of sweet pleasure then unbound. Can we ever know if lost time is truth or mystery sent to our lives confound? As I count my blessings among bright stars Some of them even came from wicked scars! R.J. Lindley May 9th, 1991 Syllables Per Line: 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 Total # Syllables: 140 Total # Lines: 17 (Including empty lines) Words with (syllables) counted programmatically: Total # Words: 110