The Ringer

What if age was determined
By the amount of life experiences you had
Would you be an old timer, seasoned
Or a young naïve lad?

Would you change the way you lived
Or would you be satisfied?
Would changes to your life be massive,
Or would you seek a priest to confide?

I wonder why we don't live more
Not knowing when the curtain falls
Instead we tread on egg-shell floors
As if we plan when the bell tolls..
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Ink-U-Script Avatar
June 4, 2012 at 7:47 AM
Loving this piece here as well Jones!!
Britt Avatar
June 2, 2012 at 7:18 PM
Okay... you are definitely an inspirational writer and this poem and "Alone I Stand" are in my fav's <3
Jones Avatar
June 3, 2012 at 8:51 AM
oops my bad Brittnany, I hope my work keeps you inspired in the future!
Jones Avatar
June 3, 2012 at 8:49 AM
Thank you Cheryl:)
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