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We See Life The Same Yet Differently From Time to Time
Please grow up and do it right!
Conformity is lost on me
What a blast I have been having checking out and trying different poetry. They are so cool. But I had trouble with them. They did not resonate with me. Yes I will keep trying and reading. When I read a few efforts to my wonderful bride of get sophisticated. But maybe it is possible that the eighth grader in all of us will find some comfort here. Please take a moment to say a short poem about how wonderful you are.a good little time, she said yuk! She said that maybe I was doing it right but that it sounded stupid to a gal who does not like poetry, but loves ancient rhyming songs from Vietnam. She told me to stop being who I was not, and write the poems that a country girl like her fell in love with. I reckon I am doomed to a rhyming art form that school kids wrote. Maybe I am destined to walk the backroads in bare feet and never
My musician son told me this song had bad structure, as he taught me to play the piano to it and sing harmony for family at Thanksgiving. We only had a bad ole'
Let My Soul Go
Our Notion of The Circle of Life
I came to it perhaps too early in life
But I did not come to it out of strife
Oh the doctors said life would be cut short
And like a dying man I was to comport
Should I envision swirling winged creatures?
Or will earthly things all change their features?
Must I hurry about and complete a bucket list?
Should I look for one more romantic tryst?
It seems to me that I love my life
And it seems to me that I love my wife
Children far and wide are close to me
Should I this life choose to flee?
Not even in exchange for a longer time
Will I alter this life of mine.
Perhaps there is a wheel of living
Who am I to question the giving
I see the wheel and I am not a cog
There is only an outer path that I may log
My life is not the circumference of the cycle
Just my little part seems to be a miracle
So long I lived thinking life was completed
When my first and last breath were meted
Now I know you will love me all the way
Round and round with no dismay