I don’t know where I’m going,
but I know where I’ve been,
I can’t see the future,
but I know what I’ve seen
There’s no-one to guide me
I trust my own good sense
This life is our one chance
to live well, without pretence.
For what does it matter
about the past and any pain
we live on regardless
or else all is in vain
Choices ripple on water
we set in motion to see
the ending to the statement,
What will be, will be…
LadyP © 2010
It seems I’ve joined with WordPress
and Blogger, now I’m Twitter~ing too
armed with Pen Name and email address
I log into this and that, don’t you?
This modern life passes so quickly
like a blur, so I cannot keep pace
I get emails galore, showing updates and more
Seems I’m wired into the network race…….
( & I’m loving every minute.)
LadyP © 2010
In this age of saving precious time
for what?, for where?, for whom?.
of hoarding each second like gold dust..
as if every lost minute spells doom...
Hurrying all the while, we move so fast,
not counting the cost to our souls...
racing from A to B...as if driven at speed
to our life's end, there to face our lost goals
Was it worth it, the hoarding, the saving
as if life's a game or a lottery of chance?
why not choose to swirl in a slow waltz,
not spin round the dance floor in the latest fast dance,
why not…
slow down,
take time,
look all around you
take stock of who you are,
what you truly want done
for without knowing yourself,
you have found no answers
at 'Game Over', it's too late ...your time has gone...
LadyP© 2010
