*Artist of picture unknown*
And So it goes, time starts, time runs out.
you come into the world screamin',
barely seein',
spending your life
hopin' you don't leave the same way you came,
screaming and blind.
And if it goes right
you'll go without a fight,
without fright,
your hair, silver and your old,
you remember you had days of gold,
as you slip away without a riot,
without a bind,
you leave quit,
but just as blind.
YOU ARE READING
Ramblings of an Eccentric Woman
PoetryA collection of poetry I have written, both recent and throughout the years. *Cover Photograph and Cover Design By ZenLadyB*
