Life

Sat, 08/13/2016 - 13:00 -- Ajgates

In school I was high

Ecstatic from life

Time passes by

A movement to strife

 

Behind on my dues

Far ahead of the past

Hard to fill my own shoes

How long can this last?

 

A grandmother at home

Teaches old patience

Roots are so known

Sewn through generations

 

Work and more classes

Is a trial of balance

Time simply passes

Oh, what a challenge

 

Yesterday was my youth

Tomorrow I'm old

Today is the truth

Or is that too bold?

 

Love is the means

With hope being key

So many new dreams

A father to be

 

A beginning or end

Neither can you find

Family, friends

And one peace of mind

 

 

 

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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