As my time on earth grows
near to an end..
To tell of my long life..
it's a story hard to begin..
I gave my all to be equal
in life's share
And now I sit alone with
not many seeming to care
I write and sing a song
none hear me sing..
I paint pictures of love and life..
no one looks at the scenes
I speak of truth and justice and
no one listens to what I say
My aged wisdom is pushed away..
By youth that only lives for the day
I will try to my death to explain
Life is the path we all take
With the first breath we
take the journey begins..
And at it's end we will
all make our mistakes..
But the person that says they
never made any mistakes
Never did anything..
That unfortunate person never
gave or cared or really lived
For it is the scars of Life
that make us bold and strong..
As with deep gleaming eyes of
wisdom we spend our last years
Giving others Hope...
The path you have taken ..
may it be right or wrong..
We learn from it so
we may tell others
And pass our wisdom along..
For it is not what we have done
that we regret so
It's what we could have done
so many years ago..
Perhaps only one person giving then
would make a change
Showing a better life for others..
At the end of our journey..
we die knowing
The aged life has not been in vain
R Brent and Bonnie Ray
2007
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