Song running through my head

"All you will ever be is mean........"

Think I will write another poem.

Love,

m.

Thinking about Tomorrow

Babies, they live with no consequence

I am too old for that

Everything I do

Everything I say

Everything I spend

Takes account

While the surplus mounts

Fragments of my personality

Left behind

Joining my soul to the everlasting

To fat for fasting

To kind for passing

Be careful in this world

Everything matters

We are not babies anymore

We should be mindful

Or does that make it too dull?

Believe in moving forward, live like never before!

Love,

m.

Nature Face

Recover

So nerve racking

To dark to take a walk for cigarettes

Pace my dreams

Thinking back and forth

What should I do?

Who should I be?

Is it to late?

Or to early

Being with you is wonderful

Could it be enough

Should it be enough

Stay at home

Or go it alone

Can we have it all

Or are we to fall

I think I shall

I think I shall

Come what may

Just get through the day