Lena Marshburn Poet I do not know?

The Wandering Times

We could live through the hardest,
The time of our lives,
Then go out to bars
And give the best advice.
Maybe live to grow old,
Watch the times fly by.	
Or see little of life,
And be young as we die.

No matter the cost
I will stay by your side.
This thing we call life,
Oh, try us, it might.
The times that we live in
They keep shooting us down.
It seems that they feel
They don’t want us around.

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Funom Makama March 18, 2016 at 11:38 AM This is one of the bright part of a moody day as today for me. I am blessed reading this piece. Keep on writing lovely. cheers!

Skat A December 3, 2015 at 10:24 AM Such a good poem Ross, thank you so much for sharing your words and deep thought. SKAT

Cona Adams December 1, 2015 at 7:58 AM I admire songwriters, Ross. Wrote silly songs and sang them to our kids when they were youngsters. Most songs are also poems. Welcome to PoetrySoup. You will enjoy this community of poets.