(gle) ....Of Love And Others Matters
How can you make me feel the worst I
have ever felt in my life and be the
same person that makes me feel
as though I own the world?
They might be some I might give my
life for but none I would live my life for.
My life is mine alone and I shall live
it in my own way and on my own terms.
I acknowledge that at times I will be
in error, so be it... for that is life.
People keep tellin' me how good I look.
Why is it I feel so bad inside. Perhaps
it's the manifestation of some
of my past deeds.
Booze and liquor and woman and
drugs and kids...something is not right
about that mix. If that is true and it is...
why do so many do it?
Two in love, standing on an oceans front. The
waves crashing before them. It is a warm, summer,
star lit night. A touch...a kiss and an embrace while
a symphony of the night is their love song.
Two souls alone on the beach. Is there anything
in the entire universe...better then a single
moment of love?
In order to be lifted to Heaven, one must possess
the wings of faith.
A single act of indiscretion, can destroy a
lifetime of integrity.
Knowledge is not for sale in the market place.
It is our most treasured possession. It is free
to all. Is it not surprising, that so many do not
Let me die, in the knowledge that the life I
have lived, was one of worth and the seasons
that have past, were not wasted.
© Joe Fazio
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