This path I walk I devoid of all That I can feel I am planted in a surreal battlefield Of life Were I am Juxtaposed between My past and present I wish that I was twenty two When I was still on top of the world Running myself To success And happiness But now I pay the fair For my life That is a struggle To get past the mark Of each year For which My only consolation is That it will Never come This easy again
Adam Caldwell
897 posted on 02/07/2007 5:18:16 PM PST by Lady Jag
(A positive attitude will annoy enough people to make it worth the effort.)
I read this a few times, and enjoyed it more with each reading.
Good one!
898 posted on 02/07/2007 5:37:14 PM PST by stephenjohnbanker
(Our troops will send all of the worlds terrorists to hell in a handbasket with no virgins!)
