What Kind Of Memories... Poem by The Original Tom Maxwell

Life is full of options,
To pick, and choose,
Some you may win,
Others, you will loose,
Always accept changes,
They will find you,
While keeping a positive, attitude,
About everything, you do.

We are all creating memories,
Then we fall like leaves,
This life is our season,
Then we fade in the breeze,
Show you true colors, everyday,
That's how you will be remembered,
After this life's stay.

You can not change anything,
After, you are gone,
The memories, you leave,
Stay forever, so long.



Tom Maxwell Copyright 06/10/2007