Treasure Island

Albert Caylor

(08-26-1951 / The South)

Times of Life

TIMES like these.., and times like that
TIMES of Hey! , where am I at?
Lonely Times, down a forgotten highway
Searching for the TIMES of a newborn day

The sun rises high, it does shine on all,
I follow the light..., but at times I fall,
To TIMES of the past, or TIMES on high,
My soul quietly speaks as Times....go by

Ever I climb life's journey's path,
To Times of joy..., and TIMES I laugh
TIMES of the heart, TIMES my spirit does say
Thanks to 'all that is' for my TIMES...., Today

copyright 2000 Reflections from the Pinwheel of Life

Submitted: Tuesday, August 27, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, August 28, 2013

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Just another 'Reflection' I think we have ALL had

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