MAKE WHERE

MAKE WHERE

A Poem by Brian Kraklau

with each day that passes on our ride, we may not see what may come along our paths, if it be for better or worse depending on our thoughts, ideas, this struggle may be only to see what is left,

 

when the years go by, possibly minutes, sometimes only seconds, there are memorys made in this life time, remember them, there may be a way out of this, it will one day make sence, dreams, moments in place, 

 

when the time seems done will you look back and find it all burnt to ash,

 

so dont worry child, we will leave this right arm back there over our shoulders, nothing ever stays the same, always changing, ticking off in some distant hallway, the trials of our days will soon be complete, 

 

so why worry for the end of what we see around us, for our time is as we make it, 

 

no one can ignore such a diseas, but it isnt worth the lost nights of rest, where incomplete thoughts begin to ramble on little frames, hung on walls, time to let go, and fall away

 

into the next awakening.

© 2011 Brian Kraklau


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This is great. Perfectly put.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Yes....Time is always changing, nothing stays the same except one thing (Everything changes) Very well said!

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Brian Kraklau
Brian Kraklau

Las Vegas, NV



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