Sunday, April 1, 2012

No Sense Is Made

I’m younger than I look, But older than I seem
There are days I need some years, Others not as much;
Yes, my eyes has been so much more, Than they do now
Though my steps are light, They worn out many shoes;
So much seem brand new, Though I’ve done my share
Probably more than that Wisdom has been gained, Some foolishness remains;
As onward my life goes with each and every step
Who can know what  tomorrow will bring, As we savor yesterday;
That’s why no sense is made, Listening to what people say
For somewhere down the line When others takes our place,
The things we do today will not across their minds;
That’s why I feel it’s best to enjoy what we may,
Live every moment of what we have;
Thankful has come our way Uninhibitedly by what Others think or say,
For opinions of those who fear, would rather speak than live
So it is my hopes Whenever our ends may come
It may comes with no regrets, 
Of how The voice of others held us back, From living all we could.

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