Vistas seen through eyes that aspire truth
Painted onto canvas beaming with pride
Wasted now the time of a misspent youth
Splattered from my brush strokes I cannot hide
Collapsed the full folly of younger years
Swollen by the worlds rushing rivers
I came to be a man of doubt and fears
Lost in time cut up with rusted scissors
Keep me here remembering what once was
Reminisce until the dawn hour fades
Many words are spoken from my collage
A lifes waterfalls of wisdom cascades
My child I offer all this to you
Yet none shall be heard until you know too


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Hi folks, I'm a software development manager. I've worked with computers most of my life. I write a poem a day about whatever strikes my fancy. I hope they make you smile.