............................A LIFE GONE SO FAST..................................
Raised in a small town. Life was good.
Knew so little and felt so much
About family and pals and girls and such.
My biggest fears then,were really nothing at all.
Like making the team and would I have a date,
Friday night games and drive-ins so late.
Days went so sloooow,for me at 16.
But the date that was finally here,
early in June,graduation was near.
I thought of the future,days everlasting.
Only days after 18,my life seemed so clear,
I was married and small town could not hold me here.
We planned for the future,she got a job.
To college for me, to pursue a dream dear
I wanted it all,dang it still seemed so clear.
But the path,the road seemed to blur.
We needed the money for that career way ahead,
so I got me a job,"Just for now" all I said.
Life seem to explode,no path could I find.
Future was lost,daily life took its hold,
with children and home and a job that turned cold.
Years took on speed,where do they go?
Disillusion spread a gray blanket,its funeral shroud,
"Is this all there is?" I wondered aloud.
But life has a way, I thank the good Lord.
For every door closed,a window will open,
a real life mate brought my world back to hopin'.
That career big in life,was finally done.
I wrapped up my job,but really so young,
I started another,but this time for fun.
So the next years flew by,but this time I savored.
I could have gone down that path of all the same gloom,
But I had a good mate who gave me the room.
But now today,I find myself at what seems an end.
This last time retired and this time for good,
I start down a path with an end in its stood.
How many more years do I get, am I near the end?
Life seemed so fast,I look back how I started,
that time,that small town that I finally departed.
But I dont really know do I,the future still blurred.
So I keep going on,filling life as I should,
pushing bad down and looking for good.
Life that seemed in my days as a youth, has a savor
that I still want more of it.
So even now,when I think there's an end,
or am I still young and what I see is a bend?
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Written as I approach my 62nd. birthday and another retirement.
Tim
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