as I lay here awake thinking what a mess i'm in
tried to be happy but you have to put on a smile
where a frown is but it will go right back to your face.. it's a hard
place to face the facts just packing up your things
never looking back go to where your heart will
allow.. dang look at my life now
wow it's been fifteen years
some good some bad
you keep telling yourself it's not that bad
so now you look ahead to your future
you start to have a gray head
your tell you dad your not through the wisdom you seek
is within just tap me on my chin and let me start over again
we shall be happy again just wipe away those silent tears
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
time O time! never stops On and on and the heart slung into a tiny sack hardly room enough for the pain and then memory of words said, unsaid finally wisdom plunging in never too late a fine poem