Experience Equals Time

Sometimes we wonder why,

Sometimes we be getting high.

Sometimes we figure out,

the meaning of fear and doubt.



Whether it be here or in the sky,

our minds tend to stay in line.



Sometimes may not mean forever,

nor mean all the time

but, we can sit and laugh forever

and wait for the pass of time.



So lets not look behind in the begining

and start our pengelum a swinging.



To our life a pass us,

deaper to our past

cause only we head in the direction,

not knowing how far it will last.



Whether the choice be right or wrong,

we all live the term long

meaning how we choose to do our time,

is how we choose to live our mind.



And in the end

when it all gets here,

time has a passed

so we choose

from our biggest fear.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem was writen and first posted on poetry.com in which it was a prize winner and publish in Under a Quicksilver Moon and inducted into the International Poet of Merit and Honored Member of our Society for 2002....Hope you enjoy this as many of you have on poetry.com.....will be back!!!!

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