After the Morning Prayer

On Second Thought (lyttlejoe) #8

On Second Thought 

The days go by

The months all fly

The years all pile up

It went so fast

It didn't last

Since I was just a pup

Childhood into adolescent

Adolescent to the present

Yet not enough to fill my cup

All the places never been

All the sights never seen

So much unknown still to sup

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But what of all that I have done

It's truly been a mighty run

Filling volumes of adventure

And when mortality takes its final hit

Looking back on most of it

There really isn't much that I would censure