My Journey Through This Life Poem by The Original Tom Maxwell

I've met a lot of people, as I travel, through this life, of mine,

As I search, for clear paths, and positive signs,

There are countless rumors and truths, to sort in my mind,

Some are positive, others tear's, they find,

None of us, should plan for a perfect grade, in life this time,

I thank God for this chance to discover, and being so kind.

When my journey in this life ends, my ashes will stay,

The smoke from my cremation, towards the sky will sway,

My material possessions, will be left, somewhere they will lay,

In a few short moments, memories of me in this life will fade,

Only then my soul will travel on, to see future days.


Tom Maxwell © 11/27/2020 AD 1: 45PM