Still Poem by Phil Soar
Still
Does my character make me the person I am?
Do I act like a child, just because I can?
Is my everyday life just a matter of course?
Or can I make something seem better than worse?
Do my eyes fill with tears for no reason at all?
Just because I am older and I wish life would stall
And give me more time to accomplish my plans
And turn all this running, into time that just stands.....still
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8/11/2025 10:51:18 PM # 1.0.0
Wishing you a blessed life...you are the driver depends on you which way to go..