It's Never To Late To Keep On Keeping On. Poem by David Boyd

If you can misinterpret all your dreams.
And watch the sunset pass you by.
Fail to enjoy the starry night, from the window, in the sky.
A nonchalant clash of poison, may be the only way.
Inside the starry twilight, just watch has it goes away.
You in yourself are your future, the desperation when you scream.
Guilt could be the answer, if only you could interpret your dream.
A fluorescent mid-life crisis, hit you at that very tender age.
Giving up is not an answer, go ahead and turn the page.
Forgive yourself for the acts of selfishness you've bestowed.
Beckon forth all aspects that accompany the soul.
When twilight sparkles and your conscience isn't weak.
Watch the greatest sunset from the worlds largest peak.
In the end, when in doubt, what was done was for your good.
I hope you find the reason, which is clearly understood.