The Years
Spent my life in awe, lived it content and free
travelled the world letting my wonder show.
With amazing sights presented to me
in heat of deserts and dark nights of cold.
Started so young, then becoming quite old
adventures long past are tales to be told.
All the people I met took many forms
different colors and languages spoke.
Lived in townships or small family farms,
from boisterous captains to simple folk.
Some gave orders while others told their joke
shared gentle smiles and strong after-meal smoke.
Destinations flourished with cherished life,
remembrance of gratitude for times past.
Many hard times, struggles, lifetime of strife,
eons of traditions forever last.
Survival daily was the utmost task
looking back, the years disappeared too fast.
Still reminisce how the journeys began
those decades have made me a better man.
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