Life Dices Poem by Peter S. Quinn

You are never too old
To give and touch
With dreams that hold
And give so much

There is always a time
To become anew
Each oldness and prime
Is all about you

The days are gaining
Their fantasies on
And they are remaining
Till times are gone

Hope's like a direction
To win or to lose
And it's your selection
Whatever you choose

Preform on your try
You might find
The questions to why
You're left behind

The ways are not lost
Though you're there
For life-dices are tossed
To go everywhere