Pay it forwardA Poem by MattoxIt is what it is.
Words are infinite,
The creator is finite, Lasting long like a cold, There is always a remedy. The motive to tread is led by, optimism. Optimism is a way of hiding feeling, So what is the constant? Self fulfillment, It is what we make of ones own self. Giving life to pass on name, that of a legacy, Like the generations before me. Do not stray from the right path, though, it is impossible for each step is correct. Destiny is yours to make so either decision, effects the future as the past mine directed mine. Mattox © 2010 Mattox |
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1 Review Added on November 2, 2010 Last Updated on November 2, 2010 AuthorMattoxLone Tree , COAboutHaven’t been on here in 10 years! Let’s get some new content going ! Matt Colorado Outdoors Friends Fun more..Writing
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