Requiem to my past

Life is a daily journey which we try to do with the least bit of resistance..From 5th grade homework to the paying of a bill...we learn to cope and move on to the next right of passage...Mine is my 50th birthday...part of my elongated book of personal life...The one that I hope someone remembers..Did I make it worth the strain and triumph? I like to think so...But in the end...there's only one thing that matters...whom I loved and who loved me ;)
Cold nights when I wasn't so strong
Young and pointless
My future therefore I long
Wind blows within my memory
It Takes me back to early life
From the long lost memory of a first teen kiss
To the warmth of a family as of late
And present strife
I heard your voice
Let it out
never say goodbye
I dreamt of my past
I don't think it was bad or good
It only weakens me or the opposite I assume
Hear the voice from my past
It makes me weak and strong
Ditto
It Seems harder to breathe
But that's only an old state of mind ;)



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