Good days, better days, these days
And every other day inbetween
Define my existence, my living,
In so many different ways.
It always does seem
That this is what I am giving.
What's left now,
Where am I to go?
These are the questions I ask.
I'm left with the why and how
As these feelings forever flow.
I am always up to the task.

09/01/2009

Author's Note: ... my musings.....

Posted on 09/01/2009
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