Some may say ignorance is bliss
A structured mind out of order
Clocks and calendars without borders
Yet, our chronological age not amiss
Some may feel time’s theirs to waste
Often move through life with haste
Comes that time to question ourselves
By facing denizens upon dusty shelves
Do we live for what we’re expected to be
Or do we live for what we want to be
Yet, who’s to say and who’s to know
I’d be delighted to have you visit the Go Dog Go Cafe where there is a remarkable cluster of talented writers. I’m one of the Baristas and proud to be a part of this elite group.
Please pay a visit to my other blog, ThusNSuch, dedicated to poetry and quotes.