Treasure Island

G.R. Gaus

(April 11 1950 / St. Louis)

Changes


Sleep away the cares of today,
My tired eyes grow weary,
Wondering of the day to come,
The future, dressed in theory.

Who shall I be on the morrow?
What waits in store for me?
Happiness or bitter sorrow?
Can’t wait to peek and see.

Another day in the same ol life,
Contentment has gone his way,
Open door, for worry and strife,
Wild thoughts are going astray.

Calm the mind, to a finer place,
Filled with family and old friends,
Everyone met, with warm embrace,
Any tension, softly cleansed.

Changes much for the better,
Sometimes feeling the worse,
Sunshine to inclement weather,
Naturally willing to be adverse.

Submitted: Tuesday, June 18, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, June 19, 2013

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Everyday is different, take the bad with the good and be content in the changes…..

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  • Valerie Dohren (6/22/2013 2:15:00 PM)

    Very wise write GR, a great read, love it. We all need to keep in mind the good things in life, and not dwell on the bad. When we are going through a crisis, this is not easy, but crises usually pass and there is often light at the end of the tunnel. (Report) Reply

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