[ad_1]
Out damned spot! Out I say!
Twilight Approaches
Waves of memory wash over me .
Abstracts from my life.
tears ,
lost ideals of youth haunt me.
Nostalgic visions flying past
warming heart and mind.
Barely remembered landscapes,
warped by time and faulty recollections.
Embarrassment for never growing up
gives way to stubborn pride
for not selling out completely.
Wanting to be petulant.
I’ve paid my dues.
Let me be.
Let me do the bucket list.
I only have the moment
can’t count on more, so let me
so let me rejoice in what was, what is and what will be
Out damned spot! Out I say!
buddhadave
SOURCE LINK
