Times Of Life Poem by Albert Caylor

TIMES like these.., and times like that
TIMES of Hey! , where am I at?
Lonely Times, down a forgotten highway
Searching for the TIMES of a newborn day

The sun rises high, it does shine on all,
I follow the light..., but at times I fall,
To TIMES of the past, or TIMES on high,
My soul quietly speaks as Times....go by

Ever I climb life's journey's path,
To Times of joy..., and TIMES I laugh
TIMES of the heart, TIMES my spirit does say
Thanks to 'all that is' for my TIMES...., Today

copyright 2000 Reflections from the Pinwheel of Life