My Poetry Story

Wed, 08/17/2016 - 22:04 -- mk365

My poetry days go way back

Back when it was okay to slack

I used to play four square and fly kites

Now it is working every night

Back then it was okay to cry

Now I must make ways to get by

It is amazing how life changes

Ups and downs like mountain ranges

In the end I just want to be free

And be the best there is to be

Some might ponder when and how

My mission is to finish now

Hard work and dedication

Are the keys to the vacation

I must never be late

There is far too much on the plate

My story will continue to grow

For now I will continue to glow

This poem is about: 
Me

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