Now that I know what I know,
I cannot go where I used to go.
Now that I’ve been where I have been,
I cannot pretend what I used to pretend.
Now that I’ve thought what I have thought,
The ship has sailed, the farm’s been bought.
Experience’s a trip you cannot choose,
The more you gain, the more you lose.
The more you lose, the more you’ve got,
With plenty for all, like it or not.
Welcome
Here are some poems, short and long. They are even better when read aloud. Enjoy.
Sunday, March 11, 2007
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