Faint Whispers Poem by George Samuel

When life thinks about you,
And sent you a gray like tray,
And you begin to wrinkles so..
Feeling absent minded, every day,
Burdened and sticking like glue.

When life thinks you're the one,
Next, to leave a loving family!
In a fine country town,
At a time when the flowers are happy,
And the roses for harvest grown.

When life needs you more,
Than your ungrateful peers,
From your neighbours next door,
You begin to indulge in secret beers,
One at a time, In slippery floors.

When life begins to ask you out,
Every new moon when you're alone,
With none or nothing to talk about,
Only luring voices from no one,
Bye and bye when your world is gone.