maxpoet beauty

This Is My Choice, - Poem by maxpoet beauty

This is my choice,
This is my choice that we not sell all the good we had,
Maybe Iam coming to terms with the right choices,
This is my choice,

Coming all from away back,
There are many that complain to see that great success,
My fallibles are coming out to be seen by men,
But that does not mean that we sellnall the good that we had,
In my heart, mind and soul,
There are many things that ought to be learned,
We learn all the wrong done,
Then come to terms with the benefits,
There is nothing that is greater than this,
Believing in the Beauty of Knowledge and great Wisdom,
That man and the other man cannot believe it,
That we are making all through the hard failures,
There is the man in man that is great,
We all are great on earth,
Our plans have a greater meaning,
We all got that which is good from that Earthly Kingdom,
My thoughts,
All that I do come to terms with what is seen as a Reality on Earthly Dwelling.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 21, 2008

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