I was thought about life in this house,
Over A half century ago, I keep searching every day,
Your never to old, for your mind to grow
The family I shared this home with, have all passed away.
I closed my business moved back, to care for mom,
The last years of her days, now retired, all alone,
A clean slate, Decisions Had to be made.
I knew I had more to share, I just, had to let it out to play,
I started searching, my favorite all time dreams,
So, I'm writing song lyrics, learning more every day.
Your never to old to chase A dream,
They're not all an elaborate scheme,
You must keep trying, to make them come true,
You can't pick the time or place, or who will be with you,
Everything takes time, you must pay your dues.
Writer:Tom Maxwell 5/13/2019 AD 11: 40 AM
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem