Thursday, March 26, 2009

Fifty Sense ©©

Years have come and gone
From the darkness to all the lights
Like the lyrics of a long, long song
I traveled through days and nights

There have been a million faces from thousands of places
I’ve watched the living, the dieing
Held the old and new
The sad and happy

I have seen the joys of childhood
The bewilderment of adolescence
Felt the freedom of adulthood
Yet, none of it made any sense

I had the wind dust me off
The rain cleanse my soul
The sun energize me one more time
While the clock still ticked on

I have reaped the pleasures of body and soul
Felt death and touched the hand of tomorrow
Yet, I stay to reach one more goal
Before I go

I flew with my heart into dreams
Walked back alone
If not whole, still standing tall
And still dreaming of a tomorrow

Years of memories fill my head
Times I can never forget
Of family and friends long gone, some dead
Times I’ll never regret

The things I’ve seen and touched
The times I made you cry
Or when I made you laugh
The memories I cherish the most

I watched the world change into something new
Everyone wasn’t as far away any more
That’s how I met all of you
And I wasn’t alone anymore

I have been the destroyer, the creator
It’s here everyday in my home and memories
I feel it all in my heart
The tears and the smiles, all mine

Life awakened me with a slap on the ass
Awake to a world that grew along with me
It’s still slapping my ass
But it’s given me lots to grow and see

Every day I wake up with a desire
Something I want to see or feel
Looking for that one more day, one more thrill
Or maybe some pussy on my face

Fifty has come and gone
Making room for fifty more
Or maybe just a few like in the lyrics of that last long song
Before I knock on that last and final door

So much I have done
So much I have left to do but it doesn’t matter
Life is about living not what’s left undone
Life makes no sense, it’s not supposed too

Fifty years have passed by
I have embraced the pain and the joys of living
Even if in the end if all I have left is one last sigh
The memories I’ll always be remembering


1 comment:

Rain said...

"Sooner or later we all discover that the important moments in life are not the advertised ones, not the birthdays, the graduations, the weddings, not the great goals achieved. The real milestones are less prepossessing. They come to the door of memory." Susan B Anthony

Happy Birthday Walker!