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There was nothing,
nada, nought.
We should have sold,
instead, we bought.

Into every life,
some rain may fall.
The words are some,
not everything or all.

Wind blowing cold,
sky growing dark,
branches trembling,
'twas sounding stark.

A long way to go,
to find my home.
I shouldn't have stayed late,
when I should have gone home.

No place to walk,
the sky was pitch black.
I've lost my way,
I've lost track,

of where I was going.
Not a good sign,
when your memory,
is in a decline.

When love leaves,
and quickly goes away,
don't give up, for you,
must Rue the day.

Work hard in,
in the life you lead.
Be kind and gentle,
and you may succeed.

If you work in that manner,
be sure your soul doesn't burn.
You may find that
your love will return.

Stay strong,
each and every day,
and fate will find you,
bringing love back into play.

My mind is full,
of useless information.
I wish my mind would
gain some exhilaration,

of writing words,
clear and concise.
It would be great,
and so very nice.

Too many thoughts,
about the end of life,
when reflecting about,
the loss of my wife.

Now here I am,
faced with a dilemma.
I think I may need
another brain enema.

For all you remember,
you will one day forget,
for memories are fleeting.
You should always let

others, you know,
to resolve cases,
before yuor memories,
run out of safe places.

Shattered glass, from a windowpane,
lay strewn on the floor, bare.
Was it a rock or stone?
Do you care?

Life is full of minutia events,
about people who, on the street,
have set up housekeeping in tents.
Is this for real on our local beat?

Do we not care for others
who don't meet our view,
of how to live life,
or is it just you.

Out of sight,
out of mind,
yet that does nothing.
Should we be kind?

Training the needy,
so, they can work.
Is this too difficult?
Why do we shirk?

"Aging is a biological process that no one can avoid. Ideally, growing old should be a time to relax and enjoy the fruits of your labor. Aging also has a darker side, however, often linked to disease.....Every second, your cells perform billions of biochemical reactions that fuel essential functions for life, forming a highly interconnected metabolic network. This network enables cells to grow, proliferate and repair themselves, and its disruption can drive the aging process" More at The Conversation ➜

Out of the dark,
it came,
all muddy and wet,
from yesterday's rain.

Watch your step,
has been said before.
Don't come back,
unless you want more.

They knew not,
of things to do.
Just like the case,
of the old guy. You.

This season, seems to be
one of much sun, but little rain.
I suppose this will mean we
will have a very, wet fall season.

I sincerely hope I will see it,
as my skin is starting to crack,
due to lack of rainy days.
I know this doesn't rhyme, but
I don't care.

Bite the bullet,
and old saying.
Perhaps I should
and get to praying.

Praying for peace,
in this world, ours,
full of riches
and fancy cars.

The killing of children,
has grown old.
Time to step up,
and to be bold.

Stop the insanity,
we are all the same,
skin color, religion,
we all have a name.

Memories of the past,
when I was in 7th grade,
living in Ranier Beach,
soon to be moving.

Through the back door,
boldly, no where to go,
except to keep moving,
for this is my life's show.

Caregivers, a plenty, always asking,
"Are you having any pain?".
Answering, "No I'm not!".
is this a new something?